"It's fine honey, everyone wears them"
"You're lying," I say
It's not the truth
I will SO pay
For not wearing those boots
The new ones I saw
In the store, near the bags
They forced out awe
And these jeans really drag
Instead of my Uggs
And shorts and hot skirts
You just made me lug
These jeans, and this shirt
I'm SO embarrassed
How could you, mother
Make me where flared jeans
Oh, you and your schemes
Do you have a plan
To destroy my whole rep
"Sweetie, you're young, you have no rep yet"
This is a day
Of a normal teen chick
According to a
Annoyed preteen kid
Whose sister is indeed
A magicians failed trick
