I gaze
with amazement
at Bacon's basement
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So many in this world go in search for stardom (The Fame) ...but when they get it...the strain that comes with it...not many can handle...It's a love/hate situation...You're either born with it naturally....or you have to fight for it....but really...Are there any winners of the golden prize...or just another number ready to take a fall...when the media have had enough of you....great work Donall 10
Fame, that double edged sword....it seems today, that everybody wants to be famous...X factor... Britain's got Talent...etc A good poem, this. Ruth
lovely stuff dd. the title had me thinking id be reading a poem on spoonerisms! it was (as usual) classier than that.