An 11 year old All-American
Young-blooded cheerleader
Wanted to see this face in the mirror
It's something like a sex-doll
A stunner devoid of humanity
Funny they call them bombshells
Because we get the hang of beauty
And litter with world with rounds
That kid dreamt of smogless skyscrapers
Now they'll try to sell us the sky
Detox from something generational, count calories
Because the only thing worse than genocide
Is looking like the mammal God made you
You're a beautiful woman
Under a fascist regime
Oh, you know your worth
In your sensible heart
Your thighs gape deliciously
As children lose limbs across the ocean
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