27 - Debonair
I’d like to think I’m debonair,
Won’t you say there’s much to compare?
I adorn myself in the latest fashion,
Watching paparazzi with their cameras flashing.
Don’t you think I’m debonair?
Well believe it, if you dare.
There’s absolutely no one out there,
Who could walk around with all this flair.
_____________________
Kindly note: All Rights to Intellectual Property are reserved ®
No reproduction of these poems will be tolerated. If you see this poem posted by anyone other than me, please report it.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro