Superstar Pt2 (North Pole) Poem by P.R. Prosper
Superstar Pt2 (North Pole)
All the interviews and photo shoots are takin their toll
But it’s worth all the shiny rocks that get pressed out of coals
Skoal some people call me and others call me spit
Cause my name just seems to be on everybody’s lips
I’m a superstar now not new money on parole
On the North Pole-so icy so froze
Forget whatever sayings that you were ever told
It ain’t lonely on the top and only my cash is cold
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