She thought it was fantastic
her thin smile always plastic
And gained many sycophants
who just wanted in her pants
Thought their admiration real
that she had real sex appeal
Her heart’s what would truly show
hidden plots, intentions faux
She teased to keep them at bay
so she then could have her way
Rather lie than they find out
what her mind is all about
Time will make the plastic melt
she’ll cry ’bout the hand she’s dealt
Wonder where her fans have gone
when younger smiles come along
