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Calling you a bitch is just to hateful
And it's not who I am
Calling you my bestie would just be a lie
And I don't lie I tell the truth
Calling you dumb and stupid is what
Might put you in the same position as me
But calling you a Barbie is perfect.
When I cal you a Barbie you automatically think of yourself as this skinny, pretty, face full of makeup, rich girl.
While I think of you as someone fake, unrealistic, plastic, and just not qualified to be on this earth because all your doing is hurting others to make you feel better about yourself.
Why do girls have to be skinny, pretty, have a face full of makeup and rich, to be the right girl
Shouldn't girls be who they want to be
You can't tell girls have to look, how to act, how to be girls
Girls are all sizes
But all girls are perfect
Nothing can change girls from being themselves accept
Jenay Brown

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Those Types Of Girls

Do you want me to be like every other girl in the world?
The girls who wear hardly anything at all
What do you see me as?
Why do you want me to be like those type of girls?
I thought you loved me for who I am
I'm the girl who is not like those other girls
I may be a drama queen
But it doesn't mean I have to dress like a hoe
Do you want me to be like those other type of girls?
The ones who lie to your face
The ones who use you for your money and your looks
Do you want me to be the girl who sleeps around on you?
You know I'm not like those other type of girls
So what type of girl do you see me as?
Heather Hill

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Sleepy Time Girl (Song) :

Sleepy time girl.She never gets her rest.
Sleepy time girl.She never does her best.
At anything!

Sleepy time girl.She's never on the ball.
Sleepy time girl.Her words! They're always
off the wall.

That little sleepy time girl.
Sleepy time girl.Sleepy time girl.
She's always late for school.
Sleepy time girl.
She never ever seems to care.

That little sleepy time girl..

Short-Song-Poem By Kim Robin Edwards
Copyright 1986,2009..
ALL rights reserved..
Kim Robin Edwards

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Gossip Girls

Jack and Marlo were in Paddington square eating cheese and bacon rolls, Jack in jeans and a loose blue button up shirt a size too big. Marlo in her green sweater and tight jeans with her hood up. The sky had its pure early morning blue and the sun was high despite the hour. Though the air remained brisk and quite fresh. They watched the pigeons and crowds of real life gossip girls pass by without saying a word. All typically beautiful with long legs and expensive clothes. Most looked pissed off with dead serious expressions on mobiles or eyes fixated in the direction they were scurrying.The streets were crowded, 'like rush hour in Japan', Jack commented. 'Except everyone's rich' Marlo chipped in. Jack nodded in agreement. A big spider was spotted on the path and Jack and Marlo laughed as the gossip girls halted and screamed. A manly looking gossip girl squashed it with her heels before long.
There was always the occasional nonchalant gossip girl, they were mostly models. Perfectly calculated expressions and steps, like they just stepped out of a Proactive commercial. Marlo thought they were funny. Amongst the gossip girls was the occasional gossip boy. Very nice suits Marlo had to admit, pretty chins and straight smiles. ' though the soul of a goat' Jack commented. Marlo agreed. They watched the real life gossip crew scurry for a good half hour.
Jack didn’t much like the gossipers though he was happy not to be at school. He thought they were a bit too superficial, you know with all the money and enhanced looks. Marlo thought some were quite funny though she thought they were probably nice people. ' Though the soul of a goat' Jack commented. Marlo had to agree.
Hunter James

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