Supergirl, Supergirl,
Fast as you can
Take me to Paris
Then to Milan

I have a cool million
I’m itching to spend
So please take me shopping
My wonderful friend

I need new stilettos
To lend me some height
(Though I don’t plan on walking
All that much tonight)

Jeans from Armani!
A dress from Dior!
A handbag from Prada
(I’ve only got four)

Supergirl, Honey,
You’re simply the best
Helping me out
With my frivolous quest

I know it’s a waste
And you’ll sigh with disgust
But wait till you see
My corseted bust

My jewels will sparkle
My stockings will gleam
I’ll make of myself
A designer-clad dream

You make me so happy
I’m bursting with joy
When I am all made-up
I’ll be your sweet toy

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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2 Responses to Super(ficial)girl(friend)

  1. Damyanti says:

    So many things said in such few lines.

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