Getting my CD signed

by the young singer guitarist

& then thinking

a selfie with her would be grand.


I’m all sweaty & disheveled

after a long day

at work 

and then a show.

I look quite the mess.


But I’m also a fan

so protocol demands

she acquiesce to my request

and smile, too.


So I get my selfie

tho I’m a frightful mess.


She wanted fame & fortune

and now has to pose for selfies

with dregs of society like me.


Never let anyone tell you

that there is no price

to be paid to attain fame.




Author's Notes/Comments: 

Full disclosure:  I wrote this after a Samantha Fish concert.  I wrote it in first person to be less judgmental toward some of the fans in the line.  I didn't actually get a selfie of myself with Samantha.  These were just some thoughts running through my head as I pondered what she's thinking having to pose with all these people.

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There are no dregs of

There are no dregs of society. There are only dregs in barrels and of wine the dregs are made into a beautiful Port. All good$ down to the last drop! 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

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I like to hang with the dregs. Even if they make me famous, i am going to still love my dreg family. 

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Dixie Dregs?

Dixie Dregs?

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why not? :P

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The Price Of Fame

The John Lennon perspective: The insanity factor of fans has to weigh heavily too. - Good poem about how we admire the talented. slc



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and they tolerate us.  Ah,

and they tolerate us.  Ah, the price to be paid.