Barbie Boy

He is nothing but plastic,

Dressed in fabrics.

My assumption,

Is that...

“He wishes to

Exist like this,

With a Really Big Heart

And Soft smooth skin”...

He thinks that he is cool

Because of his Swagga.

I acquiesce The Boy has Style, But can he Dance with a Groove?

I was raised to do the Humpty Hump-

Jiggle a little bit of what's in my trunk!

No, I'm not put together...

I come along,

As I go,

Throughout the journey

In my life,

Summing up more

Tools along the trail...

You could have called me

Millions of people,

But why'd you call me

The Barbie Boy?