
The Barbie Poem
My idol was a Barbie doll With pointy breasts and waist so small. She really was a fancy thing With soft blond hair in a sixties swing
We drank Tang, ate tasty filler We listened to songs sung by Mitch Miller Barbie’s legs, they bent just so I couldn’t figure it out, you know
So, I took my trusty blade To see of what stuff my Barbie was made I showed my friends Hey look! A wire! They refused to believe, called me a liar
Her wireless legs now all aflop Her neat blond hair twisted in a tangled mop
My Barbie still was totally swell Made special for me by Mister Mattel
