Victoria's Secret
Victoria's Secret's out; it's plain to see:
the catwalk girls all live on celery
They love their carrot sticks, a sheer delight
Those Angels are themselves like feathers; light
A gust of wind might make those models fall
they try to strut their stuff, but where's it all?
Where are the curves Monroe was famous for?
Would VS simply show her out the door?
Would she not get to sport her angel wings
Be sidelined just because she'd not wear strings?
her curvy hips would sashay as she'd walk
I tell you all, this needs to be The TALK
Those VS girls set standards way too high
To starve yourself to be them, you can try
I think for me Ashley and Tess will do
Victoria's Secret Show, well, shame on YOU!
Give "normal" girls the chance to walk and prance
Us bigger girls deserve to have this chance
We need to show that sexy has no size
The secret's out: the plus girls are the prize!!
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