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She's Spoiled
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Her hazel eyes are engaging
and her lashes unending.
They flutter as fast as a hummingbird's wings
as she asks to borrow daddy's credit card.
Before he even has a chance to give her a limitation,
she throws a kiss and has already waved goodbye
from her accelerating convertible.
Her swiftness leaves her father in a small cloud of out-witted surrender.
Bewitching the neighboring passengers with her teasing smile,
she runs the quickly changing traffic lights. As her gracefully waving hair
excites her with a free-spritied feeling,
the steady wind comes to a sudden halt.
The screeching tires release an odor of boiling hot rubber and asphalt.
Reading the massive billboard above her, the convertible completely
stops in the middle of the overcrowded highway.
"Macy's is having a sale!" she repeats to herself
as she floors the gas pedal and the wind picks up again,
this time stronger than before.
Her eyes squint slightly behind large sunglasses as her mouth yields
a most mischievous grin.
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| On February 10th 2007 inevitable82 Said : | |
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i like this lol |


