She's So Pretty

In her mortal realm,
Of flesh and bone.
She lives so vainly,
In a body on loan.

Silicon and plastics here and there,
Thousands for a tummy-tuck.
All that fat inside her,
And a tube through which it will suck.

Raise those breasts,
Re-shape that nose.
Shallow cheeks and wrinkles,
Are your biggest foes.

Why is she built like a doll,
Like a Barbie for goodness sake.
She is only one fourth human,
The other three fourths are fake.

She does it so when she dies,
And ascends in to the sky,
She will remain forever beautiful,
Even if her soul becomes a lie.