Fancy Pink Flamingo
Fancy pink flamingo did not think she was the best.
She tried to hide it with patterns and prints above the rest.
Her braggadocio ways were off-putting, but she did not know
How to be her happiest, or that she had far to go.
She covered her insecurities with a glittery feathered boa.
Her mother said “That’s enough! You are being quite a show-ah!”
She acted like a diva, but it was because she felt like she was less.
A really good friend showed her she was great; her name was Tess.
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