The Pretty Girl Poem by Sarah Tripp

The Pretty Girl



I wish I was in your arms every minute of the day.
For you to hold me, and whisper in my ear.
To tell me that you love me,
But those are all just fantasy stories.
The pretty girl always gets the man.
That’s just what Disney taught me.

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Sarah Tripp

Sarah Tripp

Orlando, Florida
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