Oh the disgrace
Infamy and shame
The ridicule that's now
Poured on her name.
There's no escape
For she's been seen
Trying to fake a pair
Of Designer jeans.
She couldn't afford
The poor dear soul
The real thing and so
She cut her own holes
She fooled the world
For just a little while
Except they didn't have
That designer style.
No ragged edges,
They looked too neat,
Too contrived and
Not really incomplete .
Sent to Coventry by
Her fashionable peers
Subject of ridicule
Whenever she appears.
Oh the disgrace
To be publicly seen
With fake holes cut
In counterfeit jeans.
She wears whole jeans now
One of the new fashion bold
And tells the world at large
Her legs are no longer cold.
