Oow Gal I Think Your Fit' Poem by Noorie Ali

your hoodies and your wild irrational remarks
your pink vests and baggy jeans
your almost, a womanly idol to me
your chains and waistcoats
your knee boots with your hair all up
your plastic plasticine and your lip gloss
so sheek
I'm not impressed by any means
you think you dress well when you think you out to get some
boy your running around searching for cats
don't you know those girls they have many dark flying bats
you say she's fit.. she's all that ' let me tell you one thing kid it's all made up art '
from beauty to regrettably ugly
she's in your eyes like a match box that lit'
Na' boy she ain't that fit
look at her legs they've been so forcefully hit
she starves her self to look all that'
only to bag an immature rat
you see those eyes they'd cry a river
give her your shoulder and she'll tear and shiver
damn you thought YOU'D pull oh boy your such a silly fool
you thought all wrong, when you thought you were hot
well let me tell you one thing boy your so so not the hot shot'
with your shades all shady and you thinking may be- may be she will give it up for me.