Little Plastic Lucy

She wears a face of plastic
Lucy is her name
Her lips are tight elastic
with hair long and plain

Withered is her pointy nose
just a touch of pink
Diamonds on her piggy toes
age 16, I think

Her smile is contagious
when she shows her teeth
On top she is courageous
fear lies just beneath

For every day after school
she rides bus one-two
To the local swimming pool
for the perfect view

She's always watching boys
as they take a swim
However she most enjoys
a talk with Mr. Tim

Who is a man of thirty
mohawk on his head
With him she is quite flirty
wants to share his bed

Yet for her he doesn't care
he's just passing time
He would rather do his hair
than statutory crime

Lucy shines her waxy smile
she wants attention
Tim is bored all the while
zero comprehension

Why does this girl talk to him?
There are boys her age
"What a bore!" says Mr. Tim
feeling in a cage

He makes excuse to escape
she cries by the pool
Then he feels like quite the ape
a bit like a fool

Plastic Lucy ends up sad
Feeling like she's had
Mr. Tim feels embarrassed
because he knows that he's been bad
So rather than feel harassed
she finds a younger lad.