And tonight's show is sponsored by...A Poem by barrywatkinsFive minutes of fame and here they come, like moths drawn to a flame ; "hey pretty lady, handsome guy, you wanna play our game? We'll put your name in city lights for all the sheep to see ; how much? Let's say a million dead, It's petty cash to me. And you only need to look the part, put on a real good show, pretend our product is the one that gives your skin its glow. Don't use it, just endorse it, 'cause it's only let's pretend ; so give that look you're famous for and make those punters spend!" And see them pout and flounce and preen (never mind the girls), selling dreams and shooting lines across the TV screen; all dewy eyed (and chisel jawed) as the cheque goes in the post, because enough can never be enough for those who crave lots more than most.
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11 Reviews Added on September 18, 2015 Last Updated on September 18, 2015 AuthorbarrywatkinsUnited KingdomAboutBorn and bred in England and approaching sixty now. Married, three kids, all pretty much grown up and two have already flown the nest, (can't get rid of number three,) he's far too comfortable. (only .. more..Writing
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