Surreal Barbie
It’s a plastic Nightmare
Without joints
Or a flipping’ heart
Intensely surreal
Barf at those
Fake smiles
Done by the outmost
Surreal lips
Literally Fake
And those Whopping eyes…
What are they? Just creeping me out-
They Look so…. So… Brittle!
I can’t endure
Her robotic walks
Like she has something
Stuck up her...
And there are those
Teeth of hers
So uncanningly..White
Undeniably Luminous
And her ideal Love
Mansion
Vehicle
Pony!
I weep for the wimp
Who'se the gossip suburb Barbe
I'd like to see how she appears
Under all those Jimmy's and Choo's
But when I twirl
Around
She talks!
And horns nurture from a flawless length of hair…
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