Cool Girls
Cool girls standing there
Laughing and twirling your hair
Standing near us with looks so mean
Whisper to friends, eyes have a gleam
Cool girls, prettiest clothes
Oohing and Ahhing at the color of your toes
Lip gloss so shiny, voices so whiny
Why can't you be nice to us?
Cool girls laughing with boys
Cool girls making all that noise
Cool girls getting hot dates
Cool girls meeting their mates
Cool girls spreading harsh lies
Cool girls rolling their eyes
Cool girls through a breakup
Cool girls wearing makeup
Cool girls walking away
Cool girls texting all day
Cool girls know that its true:
Nobody really likes you
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The last three stanzas are just perfect. Great rhythm great rhyme, just plain great! You seem to really switch your tone and rhythm after the first two stanzas which is fine, but you might do well to wright another poem with them and dropp them from this poem, if only to improve the flow.