Oh Pumpkin Spice
The drink of each fall
You keep each girl warm
Like their new plaid shawl
White girls stay basic
In their UGGS and new leggings
And a warm beverage in hand
By the gallon they’ll be chugging
Only here a few months
Soon taken by winter
Replaced by christmas
And a beverage that’s mintier
But for now you are dear
And when you’re gone you’ll be missed
Next fall you’ll be the one
That basic girls will insist