Kell the Snack

Kelly hits the town in her turtleneck prom dress, Causing chaos, leaving heartbreak, never cleaning up the mess. With lashes long and lips of gloss, she struts without a care, And every time you blink your eyes—poof! She’s with a different heir. First it’s Evan in her DMs, smooth like he’s the one, She flirts until he falls too deep—then poof, the fun is done. Aaron Galley held her hand for maybe half a week, She ghosted him mid-text and left his poor heart weak. Then came Welfare, with his chain and sideways hat, Kelly said, “He’s kind of broke, but cute—I’ll still allow that.” They danced until the rent was due, then Kelly dipped on cue, Said, “Baby, you’re a vibe—but I got Looney things to do.” Jason Looney took her out to sushi by the shore, But by dessert, she was already texting three guys more. “Kelly is a snack,” they say—she’s sweet, but never stays, She’s got more men than stars above, in just a couple days. From Tinder swipes to flirty nights, she’s queen of every crowd, The rumors aren’t exaggerations—Kelly gets around. Yet somehow we adore her still, though she’s wild and kinda shady, She breaks more hearts before lunch than Netflix drops in a day, baby. So here’s to Kelly, bold and fast, a cyclone in a skirt, If loving her's a contact sport—prepare to leave hurt. But life is dull without her spark, so toast her with a cheer: To Kelly, queen of chaos—may she never disappear!