Me

Me - I could be a Movie Star, Keep all my facelifts in a jar, And use them when 'things' Start to droop In my soup. Me - I could be a Fashion Model, Showing off would be a doddle, On the catwalk, Moving my hips with a sway, What do you say. Me - I could be a Beauty Queen, On the famous 'Miss World' scene, Posing with a gorgeous smile, Being feted, I'd be elated. Me - I could be a Ballet Dancer, Yeah, a really high class prancer, Doing the 'Dying Swan' on stage, On my toes, What do you suppose. Me - I could be an Opera Diva, The powerful voice of an achiever, Rule Britannia here I come, With a cantata, For a starter. Me - I could be a well known painter, You really couldn't get one much quainter, I'd have a flare For something that's a masterpiece. Wonders would never cease. Me - I could be a Dress Designer, From me the designs could not be finer, I'd make them for the rich and wealthy, Who'd have the 'dough', Don't you know. Me - I could be a top Entrepreneur, But no one then could call me Sir, For I'd be a lady who knows Just when to take a chance, And thus advance. Me - I could be..........but no, I would rather be, JUST ME! . © Ernestine Northover