My Ode to Robsten

Try as you might

It smells like Twilight

Cheap publicity stunts

To build up the hype.


Personality, a bore

Dressed like a cheap whore

Do it just right 

To build the spotlight.


Soon this will be over

The sparkle will fade

This sick twisted obsession

To rest it be laid.


And just as the summer

This soon will be dead

Your careers will be over

No tears will be shed.


As an ex fan

Embarrassed and shamed

When it is all over

Stephy Meyers to blame.


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