Mannequin
She casts a gaze so intimidating
Her long lashes and legs so frustrating
She is so perfect an exquisite sight
Weighing less than my arm it isn’t right
Keeping so poised with her slender figure
A lot of attention people give her
Hair so shiny it is as soft as silk
Her skin so pale it is as white as milk
Her plump and sultry lips are perfection
Stylish clothes she has quite a selection
A size zero oh I do not think so
Gorgeous and confident she’s sure to glow
Stellar hygiene not a mark or blemish
She eats no food with ketchup or relish
Face painted on she is a work of art
Maybe someone will love her for her heart
Delicate like legs of a pelican
Perhaps I should note she’s a mannequin
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