I wannabe, wannabe, wannabe famed,
Though I’ve really no talent, well none that can be named.

I wannabe, wannabe, wannabe cool,
So teens, male and female will faun and will drool.

I wannabe, wannabe, wannabe known,
So I no longer have to go dining alone.

I wannabe, wannabe, be a celeb,
Although I am just an ordinary pleb.

I wannabe, wannabe, be on TV,
So wherever you look you’ll see a virtual me.

I wannabe, wannabe, seen as real class,
So the casting directors can crawl up my arse.
© Caro Ness 2015