I found some of my old poetry from when I was a teenager.  Most of it is completely unbearable, but two are kind of cute, check it out:

Perfection

Perfect bodies, perfect lives
Fitting into a size five
Clearest skin and perfect face
Belonging to the human race
Craving flawlessness and pure
As if there really is a cure
Never happy with their looks
Wishing one from in a book
Think of better things to be
If you’re a teen-aged girl like me!

What do I want in a mate?

What do I want in a mate?
Sometimes early, someetimes late
A little handsome would be great
No formal bond to re-create
Too much a nice guy, I do hate
A bad boy, who say, likes to skate?
A kitchen woman is my bait
No commitment, I will not wait
I fear a cold and lonely fate
I want a hot & steamy date
Where worries are how high to rate
So that’s what I want in a mate!

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