It’s Saturday again for LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness. This week our prompt is : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “fortune.” Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
I have chosen to write a an Acrostic Poem accompanied by Oh! Fortuna
Fickle finger of fate Or fortune what ever you Receive from heaven Take and use to the full Unceasingly grab what’s given. Never look a gift horse in the mouth. Every moment counts
Today Bee wants us to pick a love song to ourselves. I have chosen one from Marina and the Diamonds. It’s a great song which encourages women to be themselves, better than steriotypes.
Born in Brynmawr to a Welsh mother and Greek father, Diamandis was raised in Abergavenny and moved to London as a teenager to become a professional singer, despite having little formal musical experience. In 2009, she came to prominence upon placing second in the BBC‘s Sound of 2010. Her debut studio album, The Family Jewels (2010), incorporated indie pop and new wave musical styles. It entered the UK Albums Chart at No. 5 and was certified gold by the British Phonographic Industry. The album’s second single, “Hollywood“, peaked at No. 12 on the UK Singles Chart. Her follow-up record, Electra Heart (2012), was a concept album about a character of the same name which became her first No. 1 project in the UK. The album was certified gold in the US and UK, with its singles “Primadonna” and “How to Be a Heartbreaker” becoming international hits.
Look like a girl but I think like a guy Not ladylike to behave like a slime Easy to be sleazy when you’ve got a filthy mind You stick to your yogurts, I’ll stick to my apple pie Girls are not meant to fight dirty Never look a day past thirty Not gonna bend over and curtsy for you Is there any possibility You’ll quit gossiping about me? To hide your insecurities All you say is blah, blah Girls they never befriend me Cause I fall asleep when they speak Of all the calories they eat All they say is na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Girls, oh girls, Wag your tails to the beat Girls are loud, all the journos in heat Write such good stories, Oh, their mothers must be proud Making money off your insecurity and doubt Girls are not meant to fight dirty Never look a day past thirty Not gonna bend over and curtsy for you Is there any possibility You’ll quit gossiping about me? To hide your insecurities All you say is blah, blah Girls they never befriend me Cause I fall asleep when they speak Of all the calories they eat All they say is na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na All they say is na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na I feel I’ve been riding in a fast car Burning dirty gas Won’t get you that far I feel I’ve been riding up the wrong path But I’m gonna make sure I get the last laugh Is there any possibility You’ll quit gossiping about me? To hide your insecurities All you say is blah, blah Girls they never befriend me Cause I fall asleep when they speak Of all the calories they eat All they say is na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na
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