Star Struck
By Mary-Ann
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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
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Good fun. Your poem makes a
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.)
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