Barbie As Lady Godiva
Ken sits and stares from his pink cadillac.
She’s unlike the pretty girl he dated.
Birthday suit stretched on tight over nude slacks.
She’s definitely not overstated.
Ken thinks his Godiva’s lost her mind.
Nevertheless he buys her a pony
to ride and a very long wig that blinds.
Barbie giddyaps — she’s fancy-free.
It is as simple as that, she’s cut out
her fashion wardrobe, wears no pantyhose.
She was a lifetime working girl, devout.
Tired of modeling, Barbie wears no clothes.
5/7/2021
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