The Super Star

His name was John Manty,
Who hailed from a shanty
A shanty where slums; 
Were not at all scanty.

He had a big dream,
Every day he used to scream
He was singing a nice song like;
Neapolitan ice cream…!!!

He wanted to be a star,
And drive his own car
One day at the bar;
He heard of “super star”.

He went for the audition,
Of the " super star" competition
He won it and then became;
A rich and pop musician.

He earned alot of money,
And spent on things so funny
When debtors came for money;
he hid himself under the gunny!

He could not pay his rent,
And he had not even a cent
He gave the key to the owner;
And to his shanty off he went......

"How can I go back to the shanty"?,
Wondered ex-star poor John Manty
He jumped from the Great old bridge;
And that ends the story of Manty.......!!!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Goff Avatar
June 10, 2009 at 1:21 PM
reminds me of the limerick about Ed Gein of Wisconsin who made lampshades of... eneway! great write! Crystal! Jim
Shango Avatar
June 4, 2009 at 8:31 PM
A ballad with good measure of reason ... I love this ... very inspiring.
Kershaw Avatar
June 3, 2009 at 7:45 AM
A dark subject handled lightly. Nice touch...... I feel sorry for John but at the same time I can't help grinning at the silly way he ended the whole thing. Sic Transit Gloria Mundi. Thanks so much for your kind reviews of my poems. Your appreciation means a lot. All the best, your devoted, Will
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