Mannequin

He has the IQ of a brick but his mother don't care

She just care about his wardrobe and the clothes that he wear

And the girls go crazy when he shows his grill

And if he shows his six-pack it's overkill

But if you were to ask him, "What is 2+2?"

Dear god help he wouldn't know what to do

And common sense sounds like Japanese

Because he never learned he's a 

 

Mannequin

Mannequin

Mannequin

 

And it's so dman sad and ridiculous

To everyone but his mom it's conspicuous

I wonder is she in some denial

Or giving Citi Trend a new free trial

Yet all the while his GPA is dropping 

Yet all the while he struts like he's popping

 

Mannequin

Mannequin

Mannequin

 

And it's so damn sad as I think about it

Because there are so many just like him

Trying to impress with their clothing and bling

Yet they can't even spell half the words that they speak

And don't even put a mic in front of their mouths

'cause they don't even known what they're talking about

Listen to me listen real close

bout to drop knowledge in one huge dose

Clothing fade 

Fabrics wear

Shoe styles change like every year

Get you some knowledge it's gonna last

Gonna than the shoes that just cost you two grand

Listen Judge Judy get you some brains

They're gonna stay while you're beauty's gonna fade

 

Mannequin

Mannequin

Mannequin

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741