Miss America takes off her crown,
Tosses her roses in the trash,
Shouts, "bring down the patriarchy!"
And leaves, arm in arm with her new girlfriend.
Miss Runner-Up, whose talent was playing the piano
And singing "Wind Beneath My Wings"
Is hastily trotted back out.
Miss America sits in a queer coffee bar with her girlfriend, who is wearing
A low-cut red dress and a black choker.
"There goes my apple pie image," says Miss America with a smirk,
As she kisses Veronica's hand; for that is the girlfriend's name, and anyway,
A pageant is for now but love is forever
When Veronica's long canines shine white and
Beautiful as she smiles.