Do you gaze at a star
So longing from afar,
Then leave hope ajar
By being who you are.
A fan who willingly
Has a sensible ability
To entice being nice
Paying the dear price
Of a ticket to so see
The star of likeability
Who might like thee.
Being loud in a crowd
You can feel so proud
To stand out with clout
That they pick you out.
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