My Vogue Poem by Paul Butters

Muhammad Ali, Sebastian Coe,
Who the hell was DiMaggio?
Daly Thompson, Serge Aguero
That is what I call a hero.

Georgie Best and David Beckham,
Even though he came from Peckham.
Billy Bremner, Johnny Giles
Running midfield with his wiles.

Satriani, Eric Clapton, Hendrix and Brian May,
Let's listen to these right through the day.
Berry, Jones, Collins and Elvis,
Gyrating away, with his pelvis.

Shakespeare, Milton, Shelley and Keats
All famous for poetic feats.
Murray, Farah, Waldner, Ennis
All sorts of sports, including tennis.

You can pose
I suppose
Vogue
Vogue

Feed your ego
My amigo
Let your proudness flow.
Like you did long ago.

You only need to use your gift
To give yourself that telling lift.
Just get up there and make things dance;
Just do nothing, you've no chance.

It makes no difference if you're short or tall,
You can always have a ball.
If you want
You can be just like me.
But do what you want,
I'm off for a
Pina Colada.