she walks upon the moon
she made you a buffoon
a mindless stupid loon
she ate an enchilada
in her crib in nevada
then bought a bag at Prada
on friday afternoon
her oscar speech terrific
her resummee prolific
she dives into the pacific
with her trusted actor groom
her eyes are green and blue-ish
her cabrio kinda newish
her gameplan crooked and shrewish
because she is so .......
hello, Mr. Smith.. great that you call me back... yes, i just finished my poem for the Melmac art contest.. will send it to you with my swiftest pigeon soon as i will have fixed my typewriter...
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