Eyes, pearls, Smile, hair points.
Dress, voice, shoes, Swatch Watch.
I may be the new girl,
But you can't brainwash me.
Just OshKosh B'Gosh me,
And then leave me be.
To fight for kid-power,
I must be heard, not seen.
I have to lead wisely,
Not just primp and preen!
Nails, dimples, ears, scrunchie.
Purse, lunchbox, teeth, Milhouse.
This cute-ing-up suits me,
There's beauty within me.
So let's Olsen-twin me,
Give them someone to love.
This grownup makeover,
Has made me a super-tween.
For they are my people,
And I am their queen!