This is a narrative poem from my 4th book Montenegro Aria of a bash for a celebrity that goes haywire in true horror fashion.
Delores was an ex horror star
A black widow spider with a disposition
Who couldn't dig the scene.
The B movie jet setters
Once thought she was all the rage
Who took King Kong and his
Scorpions to the cleaners.
Godzilla and his cronies
Got all the glory though.
This was the basis for the
USO we mean well crowd.
They brought in media clans
Put on a grand show and invited
All the bourgeoisie celebrities
Who were big stars once!
Guess who was the guest of honor
With the hourglass form
And poison fang complexion
Her brood had been developing.
They used to run the country-side
Tearing up buildings, attacking buses
Eating drivers, and leaving webs
All over the road.
The messes were awful.
The big night all the stars gleamed
Mighty Joe Young was his usual self
Suave and classy
Women fawned all over him.
King Kong strolled in half stoned
But looked well the old man still
Got around after all these years.
Vampires and werewolves
Were hanging in the balconies.
Dracula was trying to get into
A hatcheck girl's heart
Mighty Joe told him otherwise
Delores came in without her children
She still had the charisma.
The tribute was spectacular!
They all applauded her
Then the roof caved in.
The spider dance lasted throughout the night
Horror poured like a rainstorm
As the music played.
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