I invited our friend Beckylooo to write something for the blog. Here's what she was kind enough send.
ODE TO CAT DEELEY
M'Lady, Cat Deeley
Radiant jewel
She chats and she jokes
With ev-ery tool
Who fancies them self
A dancer of sorts
Her patience is saint like
Divine her retorts
M'Lady Cat Deeley
Amidst all the dancers
Her entrance she makes
With joyful smile, prances
Greeting each as they pass
Once at center stage
She coquettishly nudges
For you, me and them to yell for our…
M'Lady, Cat Deeley
Shiny, blonde locks
Of dancers and solos
and safety she talks
Anyer and Pasher
Will they hang tough?
She wonders aloud
Have they given enough?
M'Lady, Cat Deeley
I love you, I do
Your eyes and your smile
Do you think me a fool?
That I ooo and I aww
When struck by your gaze
I love even your dresses
Is that gold lamé?
M'Lady, Cat Deeley
Thank god you were born
With out you, we're lost
Asunder we're torn
I try to forget
Dark days in the trenches
And thank all my stars
That you're not Lauren Sanchez.
Beckylooo's site, TV In The Woods.
