I wannabe.

           I wanna be famous,
           i don`t care what for.
           I`ll crawl round the room,like a cat,on all fours.
           I`ll marry a footballer,
           gargle with worms.
           I`ll sit in a bath full of swine flu germs.
           I`ll dance with a monkey,
           drink my own pee,
           i`ll strangle a kitten on live t.v.
           I`d wrestle my mother,
           fellate a tramp,
           i`ll nail the end of my knob to a plank.
           I`ll sleep in a camel,
           juggle with cats,
           i`ll live in the house ,with a bunch of twats.
           I`ve got no skills,
           but it wont stop me trying,
           if i get a disease,you can film me dying.
           I need adoration,
           i`m craving  the fame,
           i`ve no talent,no morals,no brains and no shame.