Pretty Talker Contest
School Dazed at Princess High
She was such a pretty talker
Yet she was still my frenemy
The lies she spoke were convincing
She dished a lot of dirt on me
Each of my buds they believed her
Blue eyes and a beautiful face
I tried to limit the damage
Instead I became a disgrace
Her mean words she wrapped in flowers
Soft petals slipping off her tongue
Barbed words she concealed in colours
Each sylable she said really stung
None of them could see her ugly
Until she turned her words on them
As each of them started to notice
They wished to be my friend again
The girl she learned all about Karma
A verbal punch disguised with a smile
Knocked down from the perch of a princess
Kids much prefer substance over style
If you're acquainted with a pretty talker
It's really best that you stay away
No reason to become a target
Don't take part in the games that they play
For SKAT's Pretty Talker Contest
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2016
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