WHEN 2 STARS MEET
WE MET, WHEN YOU WERE FIVE, AND I WAS SIX! WE ENGAGED IN GAMES OF PICK UP STIX! THEN YOU ENROLLED, IN ACTING SCHOOL; WHILE I REMAINED, THE ETERNAL FOOL! THEN, ONE DAY, YOU BECAME A STAR; AND I WAS FORCED TO WORSHIP FROM AFAR! I MADE UP MY MIND TO ENROLL IN ACTING SCHOOL! SHORTLY, AFTER, I ACHIEVED GREATNESS; NOW, I'M NO ONES FOOL! WE MET, AT LAST; EACH ONE, A STAR; NOW, I'LL NO LONGER WORSHIP, FROM AFAR!
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
TREAT EACH ONE AS IF THEY WERE A STAR!
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Ken