Girl. There’s a whole world
out there. Don’t be afraid to be
a part of it. You’re a work of art
from your lines down to your

toes, from your song up to
your nose. From your sass to the cracks
in your ***. From your ***** to your
closet of junk. There’s no stopping

you, from eighties style hair
to the thrift-shop clothes you wear. From
your Arnold Horshack laugh, to your
******* photographs. People will give their

opinion. Live by your own dominion. Let
them say what they want. Be proud of you;
flaunt an asset or two. Who cares if you
***** up. As long as you don’t give up. Don’t

wait around for alien abductions, or ***
robots that don’t function, or Trump to be
re-elected, or this poem to be perfected. Just Go
with what you got. As you are, you’re smoking hot!