| Barbie |
| Long blonde hair and a size two, Demensions like that adorn few, Skin tight clothes in a little bag, Thighs that never ever sag, Shoved in your face from the age of one, If you're skinny you'll have fun, And no one can figure out Why anorexic girls are all about. Image is your identity, Without that face you're nobody, And plastic surgeons rule the land, You don't look good unless you're tanned. But hey, skin cancer is in, And if you're not fried its a sin, Movie stars with a cut and a tuck, If their face pops off they're out of luck. In look in the mirror and let out a sigh, So I don't have that perfect thigh, But I am comfortable with me, And there's no one else I'd rather be. |
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