Little Miss Perfect

Little Miss Perfect long poem

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Well I know you think you’re better than me
With your new boob job and college degree
And I bet you think you’re so cool ‘cuz
You can speak another language too huh
Well I got news for you most people think you’re
A joke and aren’t laughing with you but at you…
LITTLE MISS PERFECT you’re no mother
Teresa and if you keep running your mouth
About me I’m gonna skin your hide and nail
It to the wall and that’s a promise LITTLE
MISS PERFECT a Joan of Arc you’re not
No, not at all and if you keep trying to make
Me look bad in the family’s eyes I swear
I’ll kill you and make it look like you just had
An accident and died mark my words you
Funny looking bug eyed LITTLE MISS PERFECT…
So what if you live in a big three story house
And drive a Lexus, I bet you just think you’re
The bomb in your teeny Winnie bikini and pool
Side parties lasting all night long huh well I got
News for you people aren’t really laughing with
You, they’re all laughing at you LITTLE MISS
Well I swear if you don’t stop running your
Big mouth about me I’ll nail your skin to
The wall, it doesn’t matter to me if you are
My cousin, LITTLE MISS PERFECT you’re
Just crusin’ for a brusin’ LITTLE MISS

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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