Pink top, blue eyes,
She mocks the girl that fakes smiles
Tells her, her slang's great,
Pun intended? no way!
But where she's from, farther east,
This is how cute people speak
It's where she's from, classics born,
From her slang that cannot be torn.
She tells herself, 'it's all lies,
Open your books read them twice
It's not yours what's been there since age,
It's my slang every single page'
But since this isn't her native place,
Her language here is like a new face,
And though her slang's for lit buffs,
Here's it's meant to be in cuffs.
But where she's from, farther east,
This is how cute people speak
It's where she's from, classics born,
From her slang that cannot be torn.
And everyone wants to be right,
Everyone thinks they're original,
And she won't put up a fight,
She won't put up a fight
So she let herself outcast,
All in the name of her slang.
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So she let herself outcast, All in the name of her slang. I like it. nice work
Whenever difference is not tolerated, then prejudice and hatred take over.
Verily, the girl spoke informal words but what matters is her good character and nobility, A lovely rhyming verse with a good message, Loved reading it, Added to my poem list...................10
Original poem on such a nice topic, I liked it...10++ I invite you to read my poems, thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She will catch on soon