Fake
How can you be so damn direct?
Call things what they really are?
Play like everyone else! Neglect
Physical side of super star.
Yes you are a human being
But God gave us intelligence.
Your dark side is not worth seeing,
No one will call the ambulance.
All you can do is stick to rhymes
At least you know it surely works.
Your pockets are full of dimes
And wardrobe - of dresses and skirts.
Start using womanly power
In the end. For you, your own sake.
Instead of singing with shower,
It ain't love it is all a fake.
Copyright © Agatha Jetaime | Year Posted 2015
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