her job is to be a living barbie

the most develouped of all of us 

with hips that could kill and a waist whos circumfrance could practically grasp with one hand 

and a perfect skislope nose and light blue eyes

and empty dinner plates and rolled down sleves

and our job is to hate her for it.

but shell get pregnant and fall out of the loop 

and leave a job opening behind 

and wwll all pretend we were always there for her 

and nothing has changed