The Secret Is Out

A nod to Dorothy Parker.

Boys don't make passes at girls who wear glasses
Or braces or sensible shoes.
And girls who are smart or devoted to art
Are often left singing the blues.

Some girls who are funny or make lots of money
Can hold then for maybe a minute,
But most boys want a body, a slim waisted hottie
And really don't care much who's in it.

Just give them some hair and legs up to there,
A bust that is bursting it's bodice.
Add a rear view so neato it stokes their libido;
They'll kneel down and call her a goddess.

It's just so pathetic and un-copasetic
How foolish boys are when they see one.
And it pains me a bit, but I have to admit
There are days when I wish I could be one.