"Sorry Kent, Barbie Is Mine".

When I was little,
I was an Angel,

I loved to play with my toys,
But I didn't like to share,
Even when there were boys,
They would all just sit & stare

One day Uncle got me my first Barbie,
Soon after my Aunt got me Kent,
I loved my Barbie, boy she's so pretty!
But somehow her body couldn't seem to bend

I played with my Kent,
On one warm sunny weekend,
I tried to pretend I enjoyed playing with Kent,
But it turned out to be a little tensed

I then took my Barbie and compared it with Kent,
I looked closely at both to figure out which I preferred between the two kinds,
Not long after, in the box I threw Kent,
And I said to him; "Sorry Kent, Barbie is Mine".