White Trash Tris. (Rhythmic American Poem) poem by Hailey, Jessica, Holly.
Jeannine, you is a basic bitch
I'm gonna beat you like Marcus beats his own kids
I be kickin your smart erudite ass on the street
Sure as hell i don't believe in Amity,
Yo you aint know nothin about me.
So I know this guy and he has four fears
when he doesnt talk to me it brings me to tears
Sometimes we go and play capture the flag
WOW WAIT. time for a makeout sesh
I love four and hes the best
we have unnecessary makeup shh (sex)- Someone yell that in the back
Im a plain jane so lets get from fresh tats
so people dont find out about my abnegation past
That aint my only secret,
in testing i got a perfect score
to bad it doesnt matter cause your factions are a bore
that is just my divergent swag
too bad you just a stupid fag you dumb hoe bag
