chipped pink polish

if you were an instrument you would vibrate
this way and that way
swinging and singing
I don't care what they say
you will always be a classic
you will always have that simple beauty
a ballerina posesses
gliding gracefully
like wooden furnature
simple and pretty
a little girl in
a pink dress
laughing
you will always come up roses
no matter how punk your hairstyle gets
you will point your toes
and smile modestly
bowing meekly
no matter how punk your hairstyle gets



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