There’s a Bratz doll, so spoiled and chic,
With lips that pout and attitude sleek.
She demands her tea, her bling, her crown,
In her world of glam, she rules the town.
With lashes long and a sass-filled stare,
She’s convinced she’s the brightest star there.
Spoiled? Maybe. But oh, what a doll
In her glittering realm, she’s queen of
it all!
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Author:
Star seed (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 20th, 2025 13:29
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Comments1
A poem about many that I have seen and some I know. They say when you got it flaunt it but you don't have to buy it.
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