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I like to wear tiny shorts On my big fat **** And little tiny tops to make My ***** look big. But if I catch you staring at me And ogling my ******* I’ll suddenly get all proper on you And call you a pig. Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder I run with a very different pack. So don’t come crying on my shoulder. I’ll tell you to step your *** back. I love my hair bleached orange With lots of dark roots. I keep it long, and badly cut Then wear a pony tail. I walk like a linebacker On the scrimmage line. I think I look extremely cool Like I just got out of jail. Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder I run with a very different pack. So don’t come crying on my shoulder. I’ll tell you to step your *** back. If I wear a hat it is a stocking cap And some boots I stole from a boy. It all goes well with raccoon eyes; The makeup makes it work. I am so **** hot that I am sizzling. If you object you are jealous. So, I ignore your comments and sneers. You must be a bunch of jerks. Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder I run with a very different pack. So don’t come crying on my shoulder. I’ll tell you to step your *** back.
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 5:37 PM UTC
BEAUTY AND THE BEAST
I like to wear tiny shorts On my big fat **** And little tiny tops to make My ***** look big. But if I catch you staring at me And ogling my ******* I’ll suddenly get all proper on you And call you a pig. Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder I run with a very different pack. So don’t come crying on my shoulder. I’ll tell you to step your *** back. I love my hair bleached orange With lots of dark roots. I keep it long, and badly cut Then wear a pony tail. I walk like a linebacker On the scrimmage line. I think I look extremely cool Like I just got out of jail. Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder I run with a very different pack. So don’t come crying on my shoulder. I’ll tell you to step your *** back. If I wear a hat it is a stocking cap And some boots I stole from a boy. It all goes well with raccoon eyes; The makeup makes it work. I am so **** hot that I am sizzling. If you object you are jealous. So, I ignore your comments and sneers. You must be a bunch of jerks. Beauty’s in the eye of the beholder I run with a very different pack. So don’t come crying on my shoulder. I’ll tell you to step your *** back.
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Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 5:37 PM UTC
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