Humorous poem about a very plastic woman.
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She has a plastic smile
On her plastic face.
She dresses in a plastic skirt
Which is her style and taste.
She carries plastic in her wallet,
Over twenty cards.
She has a plastic house
And a plastic yard.
There’s nothing very real
About this plastic gal.
And she’s married to a chemist.
His name is Hal.
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