Monday, April 17, 2017

Poem #17

Tattoos cover my body in expressions of my greatest joys and inner thoughts.
My hair colored in the fiery reds of the phoenix and my eyes peacock blue.  
I am the world’s greatest musician and songstress reveled in time.
My net worth exceeds your wildest imagination, celebrities line at my feet.
I am the red carpet, the show stopper and trend setter that muddles your feed.
Born in the hills of the west coast from a mother native to the eastern shores.

I am America, I am the poster child, the quintessential American girl. 

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