I'm flawlessFrom the zit on
I'm flawless
From the zit on my forehead to the chipped nailpolish on my toe
I'm flawless
My mocha colored skin adds to my appeal
My almond shaped eyes make me look a little surreal
My slightly pink lips
and can you really call those hips
My long jet black Indian hair that has everyone tugging
My nose stud that has everyone's eyes bugging
My short frame
Allows me to be quick in any game
My super pearly whites
Can blind you than the street lights
My piano playing figers are quicker than lightning
Take my food and I can be pretty frightening
My flawless because I have flaws
Just like how a cat has claws
I'm not perfect and that's okay
My mind is at peace like the Spring in May
I'm happy and that's why I'm flawless
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