Strong wrong heroine
One step up from the Eagle, the Moose
and the Elk.
In the skinny and…
weighted by the black belt.
To be strong my heroine…
An oxymoron.
Sometimes behind
a plastic sheath.
I am melting, in refrain
I am melting…
in a sheepish repeat.
Marginal mediocre Cinderella
The baby dolls see
what the townies lay me down upon…
an empty street.
Gaming the shame.
Punishing the individual
with make up
and
made up…
thin mint names.
One of the last of the chop shop blondes.
Buy one now,
before they are all gone.
Pieces of…
Falling off a little byte at a time.
Imagine all the plus size people
living life today.
And,
everyone tweeted,
‘didn’t mean 2 hang up…
had nothing 2 say.’
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