Unqualified
Sorry to say, that today we must admit,
that you did not qualify to our benefit.
You see the type of girl we're looking for has to be presentable in a way;
on how she walks and gives a sway, and mostly all men will look her way.
Another thing we care to add, so you could know for future fads;
that the way that you dress, was indeed not appealing.
The clothing you wear of coarse gives you more feeling;
feeling for us to see if your individuality is not too revealing.
Cause you see young miss, we quietly hiss,
the uniqueness of someone that's quite over fearing.
Some other things lass, you miss some sort of class;
class in which we mean, your not well in-gleamed.
Your neck is not sparkling, and your ears they speak dull,
you could use a little more shopping, to show off your glow.
Sorry again, we must admit to say,
That the ladies we're looking for; must be made out of clay.
Clay in which we mean, that we could make mold;
take out their priorities, and fill in our hold.
Some woman that will listen, and not ask a lot,
some lady that will glisten, even if it's too hot.
Another thing we care to say,
that your a lovely young woman, that has lots to display.
But you have strong visions and speak out your voice,
and it saddens us that your decisions, makes up our choice.
We hope you try again someday, but next time put on make-up,
it will freshen up your face.
Copyright © Jessica Arteaga | Year Posted 2009
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