His reign is ending shortly,
Tried his hand but never caught me.
Watch each celebrity scatter,
Idol's reduced to a tiny tatter.
The damnation of Satan,
Won't be a planned humiliation.
Curtain soon to be drawn,
Singer, rapper, actor or pawn?
Playing the Morningstar chess,
Will leave you with many regrets.
The highest of society want no peeping,
It's on - the temperature keeps heating,
Swiftly ready - all manners of record deleting,
I'm sensing sex trafficking rug sweeping.
More black and white dominoes tumbling over,
Next up - Pink, Beyoncé, Usher and Hova?
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Comments1
Excellent write
Thanks pal.
You're welcome
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