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Being Tina Turner

When I turn my Hoover on
I usually burst into a song
for if I sing the notes all wrong
no one can hear when my Hoovers on!

I mimic Tina Turner
because she's Simply the Best
I dance like her and I prance like her
and my ‘big hair' looks a mess!

I pretend to myself that the spotlights on
and I'm wearing a gorgeous dress
Well maybe in reality
it's short shorts and a vest!

I take my bow as I dust and sweep
I curtsey very low
I collapse on the couch all in a heap
Cos' I'm getting old you know.

Well it's rotten doing housework
and it adds a bit of zing
when I'm being Tina Turner
and pretending I can sing.

Submitted: Saturday, August 11, 2012


Comments about this poem (Being Tina Turner by Ruth Walters )

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  • John Brown (10/2/2012 2:37:00 PM)

    This made me chuckle Ruth. My wife is a Tina Turner fan, but not me. She gives me a headache!

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  • Danny Draper (9/17/2012 5:23:00 AM)

    Singing is for everyone and as with this great poem it inspires and elevates and exhausts and makes us envigorated and with song there is like poetry a deeper connection to art and love and joy of life and short shorts.

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