When she was just a young Miss
She didn't have a pot into which to piss,
The clothes that she wore were all hand-me-downs
That is why now, she smiles and never frowns;
Because of her past she will quickly dismiss.
She will always quickly and rudely confess
While wearing her new shoes and a brand new dress,
That she now has more than any other
She is now a braggart to her family, especially her mother;
Her life now is to boast and to possess.
Her lifestyle never changed because of her schooling
When she went to class the lessons were hard and grueling,
But, now she buys what she wants as she daily brags
She even proudly displays her clothing price tags;
I wonder if it's only herself that she is fooling.
Now she pisses in everyone’s pot
She’s forgotten how she received the things that she's got,
The truth can be hidden, but it can’t be buried
Her financial freedom arrived when she got married;
She never had shoes to tie, but she did tie the right knot.
Randy L. McClave
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