Tuesday 30 November 2010

Once upon a time there was a teenager
who wanted to be in a band. He could not sing
or play instruments but could think
of good band names. He was too shy
to practice out loud so began to play air-guitar.
He pretended to strum and watched himself in the mirror
and mimed with enthusiasm to his favourite lyrics.
Every day after school the teenager
imagined and practiced
and became more detached from reality.
One lucky day he met a beautiful singer
who played real-guitar
and was in need of a gimmick.
She let him join the band and
because he was so unstable they became stars.

1 comment:

Adam J Smith said...

This is like a finished puzzle, everything fits.

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