Phoneys Poems - Poems about Phoneys

...My school A disastrous place indeed Where the kindest are hated Where the monsters are loved You have to be perfect Perfect body Perfect face Perfect hair Screw it Who wants a world of the same peo......

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...These are the people that voted for our president And these are the people that buy all the tabloids And these are the people that wouldn’t notice talent If it hit them over the head repeatedly ......

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