Polly
Ebony 
Long and shiny
Girl I'm digging the new hair
And 
Your recent store-bought confident air
The queen of phony alley
Not that we care
Polly babe
Way to go
You are positively radiant under that
Artificial Madison Avenue glow
The voluptuous chest
Ivory hard and smooth 
Grotesquely popping out of that
Ridiculously expensive and quite tawdry dress
So what if the beasts were molded by hand
You are all natural 
Wink, wink
We all understand
Kudos Polly
Your shrink-wrapped tummy
Yeah, it's super model sexy
Not a wrinkle on that furrowed brow
Thanks to miss Botox 
She of the poisonous and youthful know how
Polly
You're the undeniable queen of bogus alley
Vibrant in your plasticity
The gaudy, perma-pout lips
Capped-bleached white and garish red
Courtesy of the needle and fingertips
And since the good Doctor Frankenstein
Marked up that board that was your face
You've acquired a haughty 
Better than thou aristocratic grace
Now you are ten, twenty years plus younger
As each second brings you one tick closer
To the ever patient grim reaper
Polly darling you are sixty
Going on thirty
Young and old 
The unrivalled queen of pretender alley
Vibrant in your plasticity
On that inevitable march to the waiting hearse
You're going make a damn fine corpse
Eventually
Plastic City
Can't totally
Save your withered ass
Baby 
But you're looking good 
Vivacious in your fleeting plasticity
Go on
Polly


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