Emergence of an Epidemic
There was a picture of a pin up girl
Set the world ablaze in a war-torn world
With a tiny waist
And a painted face
She taunted all with her shiny, blonde curls
Apostrophe to an Icon
Marilyn, Marilyn what do I lack ?
What can I change to make this man come back ?
Do I get thinner?
Starve this poor sinner?
But Marilyn, Marilyn I like snacks
In a way, I have it better than whites
Their preferences seem to change over night
I think it so strange
That our standards remain
As they were when Sir Mix-A-Lot was tight