Shes pretty shes great, shes early and shes late. Shes glitters shes shines, she fusses and she whines. Shes perfect shes special, shes a cheerleader and she wrestles. Shes flawless and shes right, shes preppy but she'll fight. Shes pretty shes blonde, shes special and beyond. This girl he thinks is me, but 'shes' something I'll never be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem