When a boyband first appears,
They get either praise or jeers.
But when they make it big
We all dance to their jig.
And then
The dancers are all grooving,
The boybands are all wooing,
Partiers are Hullabalooing,
And the lawyers are all suing.
Fangirls are all cooing,
Haters are all booing,
All the Dads are fuming,
While all the boys are "ew"ing.
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Poetry Collection
PoetryTrigger Warning: May include mentions/descriptions self harm, violence, and suicide. Read at your own risk. Please remember reading this that these are generally an emotional vent and that there is always light at the end of the tunnel, even if you...
