Barbie Poems - Poems about Barbie

It's enough to make one chunder there used to be a time Down Under when fair dinkum the label on the tucker tin only stated the true blue maker's name and the Vegemite we'd eat for brekkie contained therein while not a porky implied mate there's something to hide with a shonky no responsibility disclaimer I’m spewin’ cranky as today's focus is...

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Many know your face, Many know your name, Barbie But few know your soul....

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Bridge club Barbie had her dance down well The cards began flying up and down the hill We ducked as the eight of clubs flew on past She’s in a toot said her friend Willow Wast. The seven of hearts went winging past my ear I moved out of the way, for I was way too near Bridge club Barbie was...

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for a Barbie even she is hot, hot, hot possibly arriving from the South, or maybe not… her flaming red hair is the perfect color for her. orange and pink gown makes this Barbie purr. she might be my favorite I think, premature. For I have since collected ninety-nine others way after her....

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Bridge club Barbie had her dance down well The cards began flying up and down the hill We ducked as the eight of clubs flew on past She’s in a toot said her friend Willow Wast. The seven of hearts went winging past my ear I moved out of the way, for I was way too near Bridge club Barbie was...

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barbie and ken travel keen into deep space so serene starried sky dance astral romance setting the new cosmic scene. ...

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Who wouldn't want to live like Barbie? Each moment in that golden hour world is made up of such secure pink plastic; Walking on heels and breaking plastic means nothing to a girl as fly as Barbie; She's breezy in her chameleon world; Nothing goes awry in this pristine world, days roll on but they are just plastic; Without bona fide...

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The Lost Doll Contest Sponsored by: Charles Messina Placed 2nd ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Barbie was its name… To me how it came… Difficult to proclaim! By its side, I used to sit, Leaving it not for a bit… This, I promptly admit! Call it not a doll, it’s my plea… In it I found an innocent glee; It was almost a sibling to me! It was the month of May; My...

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From the groves of eucalyptus, Over the hills of Alpine trees, I bring for you, The smell of roses. With the shimmer of dew, A charming, enchanting dream. Sweet, shut your eyes, Nightingales singing on boughs, Fireflies hovering around the lamp post, For you I bring sleepy teddy bear, A charming, enchanting dream. Beloved eyes, goodnight, In the gentle moon's embrace, With twinkling stars as your...

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Peacock Barbie was all that and more Her feathers obtained at a dyed feather store Her gown was a Mackie, through and through to the core Her headpiece was something “simply to die for”. Peacock barbie walked around in the highest shoes. With those puppies on, we told her, you simply can’t lose. She was sixteen feet tall and her waist...

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The little girl’s mom Tila, worked hard to save enough money It was her baby girl’s birthday, how she loved her miel, her honey She saw a Barbie doll that stood in the window at Catarina’s Boutique Wearing a traditional dress embroidered, flowered details so unique Sugar skulls glisten a crown of marigolds adorn her hair A Mexicana Barbie with...

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The most recognizable doll in the United States Why? Is it because she’s plastic and fake? Or white and blonde? With the classic pink dress Or is it the slim waist and hot pink heels? Or the bows in her hair and classic pearls around her neck? Is she an icon for being so fake? So go on and call...

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Barbie hails from India With dark eyes and ebony hair Slick and straight, soft to the touch Her golden sarong is exotic and chic Adorned with rhinestones and pearls There is such a glitzy-ness to this Barbie She must be of the highest caste I think Nothing else would make sense I get ready to put henna on her hands...

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Shine in heaven sister I know that's where you are ...

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You- Yes, you. Do ya know whatcha do Preventing me from spreadin’ my wings? I’m not a Barbie girl In this material world I don’t follow no false kings. But these mad boys Bad boys Leave me feeling like a toy To destroy Hate And manipulate. Am I worth it Imperfect Should I come as I may Is this all meant to be?...

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