The attraction that pulls
Upon stardom chasing souls
Some even make it big
Around their neck, chains of gold
Everything that glitters
Fascination for the eyes
Clothes that sparkle
Rings twinkling like stars in the skies
Why I’m not attracted
To this popular thing
Maybe a generation craze
I’m too old for all that bling
Call me old school
Not an “in your face” type
I tend to keep it simple
And not follow all the hype
I don’t need all the flash
The attention and stares
Long as my dog’s tail wags
I know for me he cares
So, all the more bling for you
If that’s what flips your switch
For everyone has it
A need to scratch an itch
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