TinkerbellA Poem by Annabelle Leehomecoming was friday
Tinkerbell
Me? No way. Tinkerbell can't squat two hundred, Tinkerbell can't even bench the bar Tinkerbell's a fairy birdgirl, I'm a lifter who can run pretty far My legs are like pillars, my torso a trunk Fitting that dress, that one really stunk But thanks to my grandma and her expert hands There were no wardrobe malfunctions at the homecoming dance Stripped my hair blonde, my fun lime green dress It looked like the queen's but that's nothing to stress Went without a date A lot of us did Because the boys in our school are pansies scared little kids Homecoming was fun, to say the least But now it's time to make this Tinkerbell beast
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7 Reviews Added on September 22, 2013 Last Updated on September 22, 2013 AuthorAnnabelle LeeMiddle of NowhereAboutHello everyone I am Annabelle Lee. I am FINALLY, after June 12, the ripe old age of fifteen. I'm a poet. I want to write novels, as well, but those do not belong on this site in hopes that someday .. more..Writing
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