Upturned nose and trendy clothes,
Looking down on us mortals
You live high up in your tower,
Princess with a prince
Throwing hexes and
Bats out of hell,
Cursing, snitching, whining
Oh, no!
Don’t hit me with your purse,
Barbie.
Wouldn’t want to hurt the dog.
Poor Sparky’s had enough by now,
I think the sweater’s cutting off his circulation
See his bulging eyes?
Why is he so snippy?
But wait!
Come to think of it,
Reminds you of someone…
Someone…with clothes too tight,
Someone…a little snippy.
Hope your head explodes, Barbie.