Taylor Swift
A Poem about Taylor Swift
Despite her name
She sews no clothes
And that’s a real shame
We’d like to expose…
Her goods without a dress
So who’s she? You’d tell
She is no humble seamstress
She’s got a lot of clientele
Not Gulliver’s creator
Not Lilliputians’ father
And not an Irish painter
With others we won’t bother
She is a country singer
Her country sounds like pop
She acts quite like a swinger
She looks like a lollipop
She’s popular like hell
In spite of all the kitsch
She’s smarter than a sperm cell
Besides, we like the bitch
End of the Poem about Taylor Swift
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