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Disney Girls

Pancaked make-up, getting lucked-up
In the back of a white,
Tinted window limousine.
The camera flashes, her fake eyelashes
Curl like rolled ribbons
That curve in the scissors.
Her pretty smile, lingers for a while
Until she's backstage
And the publicity isn't there
(Anymore
‘Oh, reality, it's not for me'
A fake British accent goes a long way
For the modern American girl,
Have an air of aristocracy,
Give the people something to dream about,
To believe in, (wish
To idolize, (upon
To love, (a
To worship (star
Let the comets cross through the sky,
Twinkling in simulated fire-work wonder,
Preserve that face in a digital screen
And polish the wrinkles away
As they appear.
You can be God
(If you want to
You can be what you want
(If you want to
‘Oh, fantasy world, and Di-sin-ie girls'
(I'm coming back/
Anesthesia, national amnesia
Forget what you don't like
If it makes you feel better.
Product placement, entertain the effacement
Of preteen little girls,
But relax a while.
Because nothing is the matter,
Ease your mind, (happily ever after
Just let them suffocate in their costume to keep the magic alive.
‘Oh, reality, it's not for me'

poem by Tim Stensloff
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