Beauty Pageants
"Straighten your sash
Don't wrinkle your dress
Listen when I scream at you
Just wait til I get you home"
Little girls in beautiflu dresses
Heavy make up, poofy hair
Some so young they don't know
It's their mom who wants them there
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