Fame
Has a
Price.
You get
Hounded,
Your children
Get hounded,
Your grandchildren
Get hounded,
Their children
Get hounded.
Still you
Want to
Be famous?
Perhaps
You are
Willing to
Pay the price
And your
Children,
Grandchildren,
Their children,
Your future Gens
Unwillingly pay the price.
(The Theme for this Poem could be Paparazzi.)
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