It’s Fickle, Fame

Samuel Jack was forty six In his first big gig: that flick Pulp Fix Martha Stewart was no name Till forties came, then she gained fame Guess who else was in their fours When striking gold: yup, Henry Ford There was another forty-man You might know him: Abraham McDonalds serves both me and you Ray … More It’s Fickle, Fame


Fame is not what it once was It did not do what it now does The days of old are gone at last For that which was has long since passed Those who seek its key and door Do not know what they’re fighting for Expecting glee, they rush inside And loneliness is all they … More Vanity