A Tv Star
A TV star
He wanted to be a star on TV
He wanted his face to be seen
He knew it would be quite a challenge,
but he yearned to be living the dream.
The programme in question was not in dispute
He'd planned it for quite a long while
He'd start at the bottom and work his way up
by spending a morning on Jeremy Kyle.
The first thing to do was to get a tattoo
He'd planned it, it wasn't on speck
He'd soon learn to live with an arm that was blue
and 'Mother' scrawled over his neck.
The next thing to get was a girlfriend
He found him a beauty worth kissing
Between them their teeth were a dentist's delight
One black, one white, one missing.
They sat on the stage and went into a rage
the audience hurling abuse
the pair of them both started fighting
but then they had nothing to lose.
They caused so much trouble on stage
he asked them to leave by the back
but audience members were waiting
preparing to make an attack.
No way could they hide from the people outside
determined to point out their sins.
The crowd started throwing tomatoes,
unfortunately still in their tins.
But he was quite happy, he'd managed his goal
His fifteen minutes of fame
Celebrity Big Brother was waiting
They'd always remember his name.
Copyright © John Wilkinson | Year Posted 2016
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