A Prom Dress Gone Wrong

My prom dress came in, it does not fit

Hate it so much, burn it if you must

May ninth  is so close, such a misfit

 

 

It is going back lickety split

Why did I buy it this is a bust

My prom dress came in, it does not fit

 

 

Liars and cheats breaking my spirit

Chinese vendors have lost all my trust

May ninth is so close such a misfit

 

 

Someones to blame, someones getting hit

Filled with anger it will take one thrust

My prom dress came in , it does not fit

 

 

 

Stress is through the roof I must admit

What am I to do but just try and adjust

May ninth is so close such a misfit

 

 

I don’t want to go I simply quit

Never again be blinded by lust

My prom dress came in, it does not fit

May ninth is so close such a misfit

This poem is about: 
Me

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