I never thought a poem about a barbie could be quite so touching. But if barbie is so popular why do you have to buy her friends.

Thatw as so good. I didn't think somethign so freakishly touchingly true was compatible with Barbie's platicity... Is that even a word? Doubt it.

Go you! This poem rocks! Doom on Barbie! My little sister (who is 11 years old) plays with those "Bratz" dolls. They look like hookers. I think the company should change their names to "Slutz".
Me:"Lauren, aren't you a little old to be playing with dolls?"
Lauren:"They're not Barbies! They're different."
Me:"How?"
Lauren:"These ones are COOL"
Go figure.2

Hey, this is really good; it makes me think also of all those airbrushed "perfect" magazine models. Great job! The insight in it is wonderfully done.

Hip, hip. Awesome poem, a lot of truth to it. I'd rather be a Bratz doll anyway ;)

Very nicely writen. In my opinion a few words could be removed, but other than that a very very nice job.

That's really awesome! I especially like the line, "Can she cry plastic tears?" The rhyme doesn't always seem to flow freely, but I really like the ideas and your word choices. You might want to avoid the structure of the last line, because it sounds a little forced. Other than that, though, I absolutely love this poem!
~Nasifah