The Barbie Cycle began about - ooh - twenty years ago and has groan (sic) with me, or perhaps aged is the better verb.
This poem was inspired by a news article that a charity was auctioning a specially commissioned Barbie, which sold for something in the range of $300,000 - I can only hope it was for a good cause. It is less acerbic than most of the Barbie poems and probably makes most sense when read with the others.
New Jewels for Barbie
your most expensive look
your newest incarnation
Argyll pink diamonds in a collar of glitter
darling you’re wearing well
at 51, with youth fading past
we all know the answer is bling!
Stefano’s black frock
a face lift and diet
are you getting any yet?
Sadly, I don't seem to be able to load any photos today, so imagine if you will, a black frock, a blonde dame, and bling!