As bold and bright as bright can be,
She saw a generation wake
With no regard for true, or fake:
For what the throng decides, is real,
And she knew what it was to feel.
And now, she lives upon the edge
Of what, at best, she might allege
Were she less cocksure in her ways:
But no one does that nowadays —
For she is Generation Kay:
The one who knows, and owns the day.
And Generation Kay won’t rest
Until she’s proved that she knows best,
And wipes out all who disagree –
Too dumb to know, too blind to see.
She speaks out, now, to give offense,
And claims it’s all