Twinkle twinkle, Little star
Your rise to stardom seems bizarre
How I wonder what you are;
You're not long legged, nor super-bra.
Up above the world so high.
Party girl, to London, fly.
Like a diamond in the sky.
A girl's best friend, beyond most guy,
yet reachless (sigh).
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
Sequins. Glitter. Shiny car.
How I wonder what you are.
Icon? Fad? Ex soapies-star?
(c) TJMcGowan, MrsMyth
