The protagonize ramp

We Writers on the protagonize ramp
like models we sashay our wares
For many we crinkle our nose
but a few that elicit our stares

With a flick of our fingers we dismiss
and those disappear into obscurity
the name and face soon forgotten
just pages that age quite rapidly

The lucky few  are even anointed
For a few minutes they do entertain
another comes and they are forgotten
with agony and ecstasy goes the fame

The End

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