Guardians of the Silver Screen
Guardians of the Silver Screen
In the realm of cinematic delight,
Young stars shine with essence so bright.
New ‘Mean Girls’ grace the silver screen,
Portraying characters, not what they seem.
The distant stars, so wise and old,
Their light embraced, their stories told.
But compared to their youthful roles,
They’re galaxies apart, mismatched souls.
Sparkling with charm, Rachel soaring high,
Character’s age, a distant sky.
Regina George, a teenage queen,
Yet Rachel’s star has long since been.
Olivia, wise beyond her tender years,
Cloaked in roles that quell her fears.
How strange it seems, such vast divide,
Between her characters and the stars they ride.
Ariana, stunning with grace untamed,
A force to reckon, a heart unclaimed.
Yet innocence of youth, she portrays,
With characters young, for countless days.
The stars of ‘Mean Girls’, their ages mismatch,
Impersonating youth, with nights so brisk.
Yet their brilliance and talent sway,
To captivate us, in the Milky Way.