Eddie Murphy climbed into
the fat suit one last time
and cried himself to death.

© Carl Burkitt 2018

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2018 – a daily poem for a celebrity’s birthday.

Michael Fassbender
Was quite a big spender.
Not big as in expensive,
But big as in size.
He bought foam fingers,
Top hats and giant bow ties.
He bought inflatable rubber dinghies
And a large French fries.
Though the most impressive thing,
One that caused the biggest shock
Was not his jumbo popcorn
Or novelty stick of rock,
But his monstrous, humungous,
Breathtakingly ginormous
cockerel.

© Carl Burkitt 2018

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2018 – a daily poem for a celebrity’s birthday.

Susan Boyle started to sing.
No-one asked her to,
but she did on a whim.
She sang and sang
as the church bells rang
and the entire village smiled.
Susan felt prouder
so sang louder and louder
until her volume exploded a child.

© Carl Burkitt 2018

This poem is part of a challenge for National Poetry Writing Month 2018 – a daily poem for a celebrity’s birthday.