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Feb 2016
By: Cedric McClester

When your name isn’t
The first thing on their lips
And men stop caring
About your *** and hips
Remember this message
Anyone can slip
That’s why it’s important
For you not to trip

When your concerts
Stop being sold out
Then you’ll know
What I’m taking about
Because you won’t have
The same kind of clout
That you once did
When your fans
Used to shout

When the paparazzi
Stop paying attention
And your name barely
Warrants a mention
You’re on the decline
Not on the ascension
Then you’re career’s in
Animated suspension

You’ve enjoyed the fame
And made a fortune
But to the wind
You threw all caution
Even though you’ve had
More than your portion
You’ve come face to face with
The Apocalypse horsemen






Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2016.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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   Vanessa Gatley
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