It’s not cool to be popular anymore – ask anyone:
if you’re pretty, you’re a bitch,
if you wear make-up, you’re a slut,
and don’t get me started on those low slung jeans.
In fact, we like nothing better than to see you taken down
preferably in public, or on national TV
(lord knows we love a loser).
The people have a right to gorge on your beautiful flesh
and to throw you in the gutter when they’re through,
because that’s what we mean by freedom of speech:
the freedom to hate anybody
as popular as you.
