Sweet'n'Low and unflavored Jell-O That is what This little girl is made of Bubbling stomach acid And rivers of bile- This is what flows Behind these mud puddles Doubt and self-critism Are the looming thoughts that dance In her head While the size Of her butt and thighs Determine her value Being pretty And staying quiet Should be her only worries Because thinking will just Limit her possibilities of marryig a doctor or drug dealer Sugar and Spice Just the things that are nice Is the only kind of girl Some people can handle.Birth sign: Gemini
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