They call him as they him
Mister-dealer-superstar with two heads
He's only famous cause he's a travesty
And he's got the law-suit look
That I long to critic
Just cause he forgot who I am
Doesn't mean I'm gonna be dragged behind
I'm still a heartbeat ahead
And he's losing seconds too fast
His rating's are gonna drop
And they'll think he's just acting
But I'm the critic
I'll tell you all why he's so terrible
On the TV
He pretends just for them
And whores himself for more dollars
Not even realizing
It's his plastic hydra head
That's bringing him home to Hell
And lifting him up
They call him as they see him
Mister-dealer-superman with two heads
He's only famous cause he's a sideshow freak
And he's got the law-suit look
That I critic on the TV
Author notes
This is about a former "friend" of mine and why he inspires me so much in my writing.
Nightmare Coma
A contest entry
- Who is your inspiration by HollyLouise.
650 points, ended June 1, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Ooh nice take on this.
I like this because it's so different. It doesn't view everything in a positive light, yet in the end your ahead of him so it's not such a bad deal. I also like how the first and the last parts of the poem are very, very similar.
Good luck in the contest,
Holly.
p.s. Please put your username in your AN, it was one of the rules, but don't worry not many other people have so i'm not really fussed anymore -
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Thanks for the positive feedback. :]
Sorry I forgot my name; I read the rules, just slipped my mind I guess. It's there now
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