Sunday, March 13, 2016
Star!
-How do I say hello to your Image?
-Same.
-I miss the real you, warts and all.
-That chaotic slut nearly killed me!
The Big Guys stepped in to save my
career.
-Now, it's Little Miss Perfect!
-Better than the petty little vileness
I was before.
-Not to me. Can you bend for old
times' sake?
-I'm allowed a transgression a year,
flying to a secret Caribbean isle as
Wanda Broadass.
-Why don't I bring the isle to you, or
at least a peninsula?
-Stop trying. Here's the key to the liquor
cabinet.
-Will you imbibe?
-Wouldn't be surprised.
Labels: fast life, Hollywood, image, old friends, past, refolrm
