Day Ten

Today's words

Powder

Surface

Research

Stardom

Lollipop

Goose

She drew the pad across the powder

In the compact, lifting a fine dust off its surface

Which she applied to her nose. "Have you seen the latest research?"

She asked, "All this buzz about my stardom?

"It's as useful to me as a lollipop

"Is to a goose."

Her daughter clutched a pillow stuffed with goose

Down that had been crushed to a powder

And sucked a cherry lollipop.

All her feelings were on the surface -

She knew nothing of stardom

And couldn't read the research.

Just as in the name of research

Some scientists electrocuted a goose,

So the machine that is stardom

Crushes souls to a powder

Leaving the surface

As smooth as a lollipop

"Here's your reward, a lollipop,"

The scientists said at the conclusion of their research.

The girl seemed untroubled on the surface

But what she'd seen them do to the goose

Would coat all her feelings with an invisible powder

That some said would lead to stardom.

For there's a certain type made for stardom.

Someone who can make the simple act of sucking a lollipop

Seem as tantalizing as sniffing a white powder.

I'm only doing research,

You silly goose,

Into what it would be like on the surface.

And when, coming up from under, I surface

At the peak of stardom

It won't take a goose

To know that this lollipop

Has been shown through research

To be composed of that white powder.

Just as on the surface a lollipop

Is an innocent candy, so stardom does its own research

To demand a goose down puff for the powder.