Poem for Fangirls.
There's this lovely chap called Marcus Lovett, West End and Broadway musical star, who takes up a lot of my attention, partly because he's so much fun on Twitter. However, he's been taking a bit of a break lately and we miss him, hence: (poem behind cut)
MLOVE
Oh dear Mr Lovett
Your presence we covet
I'd rhyme something rude here, but I'll rise above it.
While you are so busy
We're still in a tizzy
The eyes of your icon are making us dizzy!
Was there an impression
That you're our obsession?
(I promise this isn't a stalker's confession!)
Was some fan a mumbler?
A grabber? A fumbler?
Did you see something deeply disturbing on Tumblr?
We miss you on Twitter
Although we're not bitter
We doubt that there's anyone funnier (or fitter!)
Photographs leave us squealing!
You're just as appealing
In full evening dress, or in something revealing!
Enjoy your vacation
Sweet singing sensation
Return, and we'll give you a standing ovation!
MLOVE
Oh dear Mr Lovett
Your presence we covet
I'd rhyme something rude here, but I'll rise above it.
While you are so busy
We're still in a tizzy
The eyes of your icon are making us dizzy!
Was there an impression
That you're our obsession?
(I promise this isn't a stalker's confession!)
Was some fan a mumbler?
A grabber? A fumbler?
Did you see something deeply disturbing on Tumblr?
We miss you on Twitter
Although we're not bitter
We doubt that there's anyone funnier (or fitter!)
Photographs leave us squealing!
You're just as appealing
In full evening dress, or in something revealing!
Enjoy your vacation
Sweet singing sensation
Return, and we'll give you a standing ovation!