Star Struck

By Mary-Ann

Sat, 12 Nov 2016
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Gosh ! couldn't be
Fluttering eye lashes
That's me?
Wait come closer this I need to see

Gosh ! couldn't be
Wearing mini skirts and high heels
Miss exotic that's me?
Wait come closer this I need to see
Oh my!
I guess that's how fame must feels?

Gosh ! couldn't be
Miss sexy who just snaps her fingers
and she has it all?
Wait come closer this I need to see
You're telling me this dazzling creature
seems to be roaming free?

Gosh ! couldn't be
She's turning heads
just walking the line?
Wait come closer this I need to see
Someone is under the impression
she's mighty fine
Oh my!
I knew that stranger wasn't me

Gosh ! couldn't be
How am I suppose to compete with that?
She sounds captivating
Full of mischief and adventure
Wait come closer this I need to see
It's a sin for such a creature to be roaming free
But I still chose good old me

Gosh ! couldn't be
You're telling me she is me?
Yet still roaming free?
Once she's finished signing autographs
This is one woman I need to meet and seere telling me she is me?
Yet still roaming free?
Once she

Certificate 15
Poem
Humour

Comments

Submitted by Ray Schaufeld on

Good fun. Your poem makes a humorous point about image and identity. I am not sure why you rated it age 18 ( it does not contain any truly horrible images of war or of the uglier sides of sexual relationships and more people might read it if you give it a milder rating.)