You’re a beach baby girl,
Who is somehow forever porcelain.
Seashells were your favorite,
Always researching about their origin.

You reside on your throne;
Stuffed animals as your subjects.
In your motorized carriage,
Listening to all the best 2000s club hits.

You’re a natural teacher’s pet,
With platinum blonde fur.
Carrying your Justice laptop bag—
Hot pink is always such an allure.

You love picking up bugs,
The feeling of moss under bare-feet,
The warmth of the sun,
And a juicy watermelon slice treat.

You’re a bright-eyed adrenaline junkie,
Basking in the lights of county fairs.
Funnel cakes and lemonade,
Towering ferris wheel scares.

You give drawings as gifts,
And obsess over Monster High dolls.
Playing games on Nintendo consoles,
And hanging posters on the walls.

You’re a secret keeping starlet,
Posing all soft and carefree.
You love the impact you make in the world,
And you love that you are me.