Your name is Kristen, and you live in Bermuda
The only word that kinda rhymes is barracuda.
You sit in the sun, drinking anything cold,
It’s not liquor cos ya sixteen years old.
Ya chat on the ’net talking to all the ickle peeps,
They tell you all their secrets, and you have them for keeps.
Ya do ya little website, with all the fairy things,
It changes every week, with what your mood brings.
Ya don’t go to school nearly every other day,
So ya can stay at home, with the Internet and play.
Ya change ya name from Skylar, through nightmare and Rain,
There’s so many of you it hurts my little brain.
The moral of this poem should you want to know,
Is listen to your friends if you’re feeling low.
We are here to help, and guide you if we can,
Sorting out your problems, usually about a man!
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