A Model
Twas a beautiful girl who was a model
With a figure like a nice glass bottle
Was the coolest person you’d ever meet
And always so sweet like a candy treat
She was forever having someone take her pics
But she never had time for little tricks
Nails, toes, lips, and clothes were bright and pink
She had no desire for body ink
Skin so beautiful and soft as a rose
She was always ready to strike a pose
Twasnt like the other models who were stuck up
She drank from her cup with her pinky up
All the boys liked her and wanted to date
But too bad, so sad, it wasn’t there fate.
She had a boyfriend, who was a cute thug
When she saw him she desired a hug.
Her eyelashes were so beautifully long
It really made one want to sing her a song
Occasionally she wore big tall heels
You would never catch her in ugly teals
Now you know about our pretty princess
The most beautiful and bravest actress.
Shall we move on and meet the others now?
And as the model walks past you must bow.