Short Autographs Poems

~ Flowers are the world's little miracles ~ with their sweet beauty ~...

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The phantom of the opera,
once bitter and marose,
living in torture chambers,
almost comatose,

has got a new publicist.
Don't write his epitaph.
Now, he's bright and cheerful,
signing autographs....

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No more book fairs or tours
  no autographs signed

My words are my gift
  the privacy mine

No talk shows or fetes
  New York Times to eschew

Questions unanswered
  —my thoughts unreviewed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2018)...

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No more lyrics to this song
No more autographs with this gold pen
No stage or lights for this great thespian actor
No more cameras or pictures for this performer
No motion pictures or TV commercials for this superstar
Now, I am standing here, silent, out in this cold pouring rain
No more crowds and no damn fame...

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There once was a big spider
Rupert was his name,
He worked real hard to be a guard 
in the hall of fame.

Rupert was not stupid
caught bugs with much surprise,
Though fans could never see this
for Rupert’s huge in size.

Most famous for his bigness
sending many frantic,
He autographs as he laughs 
Love Rupert the Gigantic!



~April 19th 2021~...

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Glamour dog expected poodles to ask for her autograph very much
But they raced past her, as if they did not see her at all
How had they missed her fancy scarf, her florals and such?
She gave gray hounds a look, but they were so tall

They did not see her, so she groused to her cousin Hutch
Who cares? He asked. You know you are a gorgeous doll.
He is a gentleman, and totally Dutch.
This reassurance urged glamour dog out of the mall....

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she sings and dances
and give the guys chances
she starts with glances
to let them know she will dance
yet some wish company
to make time and be too
she thinks it a little too soon
 to have friends.
so she switches and bow's
her handler speaks cannifoul
that anti-worded speech to
let the fellas know
she wish to retire to her dressing room
her driver will be here soon
yet to let some of you know
she'll sign autographs in the
 in the lobby
and invite you the bar afterwards...

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‘I’m ready for my close up’
Said Grouper Dorcas Rose
‘Just let me sign these autographs
And then I’ll strike a pose’
‘I’d hate to disappoint my fans,’
Said Trouper Dorcas Rose.
‘For Fans with Fins are fickle,
And they irritate ones nose.’
‘We Groupers are gregarious
Of that there is no doubt,
but shoals of fans just aggregate
can you Airbrush them out?’
‘Ones stuck you see in this melee,’
Said Super Dorcas Rose.
‘So you just film and I’ll just swim,
We’ll play it as it flows....

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‘I’m ready for my close up’
Said Grouper Dorcas Rose
‘Just let me sign these autographs
And then I’ll strike a pose’
‘I’d hate to disappoint my fans,’
Said Trouper Dorcas Rose.
‘For Fans with Fins are fickle,
And they irritate ones nose.’
‘We Groupers are gregarious
Of that there is no doubt,
but shoals of fans just aggregate
can you Airbrush them out?’
‘Ones stuck you see in this melee,’
Said Super Dorcas Rose.
‘So you just film and I’ll just swim,
We’ll play it as it flows....

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He walks around my neighborhood
And no one gives a glance,
Though crowds would surely show
If they had notice in advance.

He’s always studying a script
And reading as he’s strolling,
But no one stops for autographs
Or fawning or extolling.

I see his face on advertisements
For his TV show;
In person he looks just the same,
His tan the perfect glow.

I wonder if this actor, though,
Is miffed or just surprised
That he walks the streets where he resides
And goes unrecognized....

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