Pretty Girl's Poem

Oh, God
Thank you
You've blessed me with beauty
I don't need to cry
No
Not at all
'Cause when food's gone,
Beauty will be my meal
Yes
It's true
I need nothing but beauty
Beauty

I'll never suffer
I'll never feel pain
Better said,
I'll never feel anything
Why waste my time feeling?
I must spend all my time on getting ready;
Ready for the balls
Ready for the plays
I never have time for fun
'Cause while you laugh,
Some dude is looking at me,
And he's possibly jacking off
Oh, God
Yes
I'm that pretty

Thank you, God
You've made me who I am
A selfish bitch
A shallow whore
Deep inside, I know it's true
I might be pretty, sure
But what good is it?
When I die, I'm certain
I'll go to hell
Whores like me never go to heaven

God, I'm so pretty
So pretty
All I ever do is pray and pose
Pray for you
And pose for the painter
Who while I'm posing,
Will probably jack off
My beauty is amazing
Thanks to God I'm pretty