Christina Sunrise


Born To Be Beautiful - Poem by Christina Sunrise

Laugh, laugh all you want,

I will have this last croissant.

I will stuff my beautiful face,

with chicken and fries and enjoy the taste.

I won’t diet or do my exercise plan,

I would rather eat potato chips and spam.

See beautiful runs in my family tree,

so hand me a double-stack hamburger please.

I will get on my knees and scream.

If I do, I might not get up,

then all my fat will be stuck,

under my big voluptuous butt.

Tony Robbins plan might not work,

I will keep my weight in the lurk,

and keep away all the jerks,

by sitting on them till it hurts.

Written by Christina Sunrise on Feb.15,2011


Comments about Born To Be Beautiful by Christina Sunrise

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, January 23, 2012


[Report Error]