The New 'Hot Chick'

By Shannan

Tue, 08 Oct 2013
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Hold it Audrey Hepburn

Hold on to your socks

Woman of last century

Now second to Megan Fox

Change your spots Ms Roberts

Sorry for you Princess Grace

You see it’s now Rhianna

And Lady Gaga in your place

For there’s a pecking order

That evolves in the dating race

 

5 foot 7

Brunette, eyes sparkling blue

Tiny waist

Perfect hour glass shape

And hips that sway

In a Shakira way

Streetwise intelligence

2 below genius IQ

A natural motherly instinct

A smile to thrill you too

A girl-next-door appearance

Encasing the heart of an angel.

 

Now she is no longer a high ranker

She falls second to

 

5 foot 9

Black hair, brown eyes divine

Large boobs

In sexy boob tubes

Resting above a tight rear

Sitting below lips like Angelina’s

She giggles a great deal

And oozes that sex appeal

An artist with her face

And her underwear in lace

That smile to seduce you,

To produce, a sultry voice,

Oh yes, oh yes, she’s the first choice.

Certificate U
Poem
Poetry
Opinion

Comments

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

A sharply observed opinion piece in verse about the tyranny of feminine image. One small point - verse 2 'tiny waste' should this be 'waist' or is it deliberate?       Elsie

Submitted by Shannan on

Thanks Elsie :-) Was totally a spelling mistake - all fixed up now. Yeah, the way we are seen by so many doesn't settle well with me. Keep well $

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A genius poem Shannan,  I like the way you describe how there will always be someone new on the scene to take anothers place.  A lot of thought and effort gone into this one I can tell.  Jenny.

 

Submitted by Shannan on

Hi Jenny, always good to read you. Thanks so much... yes, I think in the years of being a woman these thoughts have been circling around my head... They're still revolving without much comprehesion on how it all works ;-) Take care $