I saw her walking down the street,
Bringing with her a ton of heat,
Wearing her platform pumps,
Walking flawless over all the bumps.
To this hunk I saw a wave of a hand,
It looked like she was in all demand,
Opened before her the door of her beamer,
It seemed as though she was a big dreamer.
Ignoring the world she chattered on her cell,
Blackmailing whomever rather well,
From the hunk I saw rolling eyes,
From the chauffeur I sensed a great despise.
As she unknowingly pushed everyone away,
Alone she'll be soon one day,
That's what you get with self absorption,
The liking from people, but only a portion.
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