Poem: Like: A Virgin

Oh Madonna, where did the years go! You were my Material Girl, draped in pearls, a precocious wee girl - nearly twice my age, but listening to your records it was hard not to hear the idea that one day we just might get together.

Then you were Vogue-ing it - striking a pose. Everyone knows - except you - that you are no actor. But Madonna, I am over 30, …