Lady Gaga
By Richard L. Provencher
Fri, 01 Jun 2012
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Her demeanor one of shock value
unafraid to expose her attire
a tiny waist dominated by noise
as it thrusts and pulsates
with each sweep of adulation
the Lady is on fire.
Her audience is smoked into action
begins shouting within the roar
this young girl teasing our senses
impossible platform shoes
a symbol of ascending success
yet her little voice resonates
in blossoming audiences
Yes momma---I’ll do you proud.
© Richard L. Provencher
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Hmm, it would be so nice if
Permalink Submitted by Jessiibear on
Hmm, it would be so nice if someone could make a poem all about me. Lady Gaga is so yesterday! It's all about Jessica now!
Woo! \o/
But no, haha, this poem is really great. Love it, Richard.
Jess
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Aww, I'll be sure to take a
Permalink Submitted by Jessiibear on
Aww, I'll be sure to take a look.
Jess
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