Instaglam Sam

It began with that moment, Its The In Thing To Do,
Instagram famous, she wanted it too.
With a resistance band collage off pink, green and blue,
she had it down pat, with her booty in view.
It was lights, mobile, action, she’d make sure it was seen,
show her self off to be instaglam  queen.
An exercise goddess had entered the stage,
hair up in pig tails that was yesterday's rage.
It had to be fact, no adjusting the truth,
give her freckles their moment, no fiction introduced.
The happening was ready, she'd give her best shot,
then legs and arms flew with a full body squat.
She'd show all her besties she's more than all that,
get them to take back their rat - a -tat - spat.
Flawless was winning, the ending in sight,
There’d be an instagram numbers part tonight.
She twisted and turned as the sweat took to swarm,
causing a Sam selfie temperature storm.
Then a meltdown took over, her colour turned blue,
as her cell set to freeze which was long overdue.