Mannequin Poem by Chris Newlash
Mannequin
I know I'm not a mannequin,
I know I'm not stick thin,
I know I don't have perfect skin,
I know it's not like porcelain.
I know I'm not the reddest rose.
That picture perfect look froze,
The secrets every model knows,
The clothes and shoes that come in rows.
I know I'm not a mannequin,
I'm just not like Barbie/Ken.
I know that I'm not stick thin.
I know I'm not a mannequin
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4/24/2024 10:31:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wow i rlly love this poem alot! ! ! ! : ] great write