That's So Good They Cannot Get the Stars
That’s so good they cannot get the stars!
The hand in soft glove won't help them to steal
The precious gift that meant to shine for us,
Its freedom’s a subsequence unforeseen
It is much tough for beauty on the earth
That spends its time in wary and precautions.
It’s known well to all who got a birth
That beauty’s here just a trophy option.
As a game before, commodity’s today.
Immeasurable was frigidly apprised..
All the signs were mixed by swindling wave
No one's suspicion of exchange was raised.
Unlike the stars the real beauty got
To learn some arts of everyday street fight,
Plus running, shooting, killing of a spot,
Arm-wrestling, boxing and fast sizzling sight.
That will survive and save the humankind!
Damn the ideal. Appreciate t’ result.
When real beauty is no more a divine,
That’s so good they cannot get the stars.
That’s so good they cannot get the stars!
21.08.2004
Copyright © Armani Armania | Year Posted 2017
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