Celeb

Celeb No sooner does a Celeb opens his closed lips Than eager pens poise to ooze ink from tips! Such is the woe and pain for my brother Caleb Who’s a reviled, demeaned and stalked Celeb!! Whatever he utters is perceived as controversy While ruthless stalking gives Caleb no privacy?! With garrulous chaps, when reviled or railed, Noblese oblige is a cross on which he’s nailed. They pounce for taking breather showing face Moving off, Camera Men begin a Chevy Chase- Has he any peace? Will he not in public do sex- Denied liberty by every keen eye’s sharp reflex? His dress they scrutinise, and call it funky style His taste they sample and give it a cold smile: Vile ink daubs all publications with acerbic scorn; Either: “archaic dress” or “contagious ****!” Dress! The worst that meets a Celeb with vile Wretch in rugs joins despicable rank and file At pelting and at condemnation of our Lady Gaga Who with either style of dress is labelled gaga!! So they give a relentless chase of the racy tail Dailies and some other loud and sneaky Mail While Fashion flows as tresses of an eager Clown Dancing a scary plague out of a diseased town!! All that they do or what they take into account Is always a deplorable and a deficient account: A Celeb is a sweet Orange treated like a lemon Or, Saint condemned like a wandering demon! JM 05th December 2013