That is a girl

I cut again my hair,
I dye again my nail,
I need an hour term
deciding what I wear.

I wear my new heel
I see all in snootily
I take my trinket pink
I have nary kink.

That is a girl
Trouble with masquerade
Guess what I am
I am a pinky trouble.

I have that only girl we have,
Our secrets in a calendar
Around our pink pages
We ‘re stucking stickers-hearts.

If you smell my shimmy
It’s smelling frangipani,
I have so much cosmetics,
Skin-deep my exchanges.

That is a girl
Trouble with masquerade
Guess what I am
I am a pinky trouble.