I am just fed up with all the crap Barbie has. She has everything,


Trailer Trash Barbie

Barbie you think you're all that and a bag of chips,
You ain't nothing special, please just get a grip.

I'm taking Ken, he is now my new man,
Destroying your life is my ultimate plan.

In your high fashion clothes walking down the street,
How do you do it with those wierd shaped feet?

Everything you have ever wanted will soon be mine,
Making you suffer is my brand new past time.

First I'm taking your sporty little car home with me,
Then I'm going to flaunt my new man for all to see.

Next I'm going to drive your motor coach into the ditch,
Are you feeling the pain, you little spoiled rotten B---H.

Malibu Barbie will no longer be your fame,
Trailer trash Barbie will be your new name.




Poetry by Queen
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Written on 2005-10-16 at 04:39

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Kathy Lockhart
this is a hoot. As a child, i never enjoyed playing Barbies. I was too much of a tomboy and had no patience for those tiny misshapened feet that caused me so much frustration trying to put those high-heeled shoes on. I love this one. It is so different and refreshing. Beside, I agree!
2007-04-05


Rob Graber
I have a little trouble scanning this (getting the meter), but I'm guessing it would sound great read by the the writer; the poem is clever and funny, and the title alone is worthy of being remembered down through the ages... ;-,?
2007-04-05


Individuality
i hear ken has been taken hostage by some group called alco holics, a note was sent to barbie saying he's tied to the bar :)
2007-04-05



This is such a funny poem!!! I loved it!!! It has a great flow too.
I just have to BOOK MARK this one!
Thanks for the laugh,
Sally
2007-04-04


Individuality
this cracks me up everytime i read it :D
Language: 10
Format: 10
Overall: 10
Mood: 10
2007-03-06


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
yeah, she's a right poseur, i think we should make a bonfire and tie her to a tree near it, and then prod her with twigs every 15 minutes as she softens up. we can laugh as she melts.
2005-10-16