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Beauty Pageants


All you need is some nice tits and a great ass,

Some illegal drugs and an eating disorder,

That’ll make up for your lack of sass.

 

So now let’s face this,

America will always be racist.

If one person looks different,

We make our own jokes,

We all turn our heads.

 

Pageants are merely a display of women,

A pretty face but sadly unbent.

I thought dogshows were better,

Because they had more talent.

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