Ode to NewJeans

An ode to NewJeans. NewJeans NEVER DIE!!!!

You look so fresh you look so clean

So bright and blue in the sun

From my washer to my dryer; my new jeans

A gift from my favorite person

My lips sang your song, and my ears could hear

The sound of your dancing feet

It caught my attention, but what was left was fear

And a tear that wasn't neat

Of course, ripped jeans are something I can replace 

I can make them new

I can stitch them together in place

But I can't replace you:

Minji, Hanni, Danielle, Haerin, Hyein

A supernatural group of talent,

Voices that make me grin,

And the only girl group on the planet 

That can pull off a wash that's light or dark

And any shade of blue

Even with stains and marks

You still look new

Jeans that were bought and abused

Bleached, battered, broken

Even if they seem doomed

They can still be worn again

NewJeans never die

They can be repurposed and sold

Even when the end is nigh

You never get old

Author's Note

I'm a high-schooler and this was for school... lol