[warning: there might be a few cusses and bad words]

T H E   P R E T T Y    G I R L

The pretty girl is wonderful.
Full of talent, and beautiful.
Yes do I, loathe her so.
For she is a backstabbing hoe.

Thought that we were friends that last.
But I guess not, it was in the past.
To think that I adored her so.
She says some words and spreads some crap.

Love, love, love,
she has her own.
Anger I felt,
It's mine to atone.

The lies she said made me upset.
I'll show her what she has not met.
She thinks that she is great, as if!
All I see is a conceited bitch.

The pretty girl, still wonderful.
Full of fear, and yet prideful.
Yes do I, will never bow.
Do you think that she's still pretty now?