You are all Britney and Avril clones, With your belly piercings and your ties. Get drunk night after night, Luring boys with your lies.

Your only goal is to be beautiful, To fit in just like the rest of your "peeps." Without realizing your true image, In the depths of the soul your secrets sleep.

You do anything to look good, Not giving a fuck who you step on. But that doesn't matter does it? Just as long as you're the queen of the prom.

That's all I want to say, A big FUCK YOU from our house to yours. Preps, hope you ALL burn in hell, With each minute that passes, we hate you even more.