The Diva is Flyin High
Oh, that Sam ya gotta love him for he’s so darn cute.
But I had to let him go, I had to give him the Diva boot.
Ya see I can’t stand the studs who whine and complain.
For I’m a Diva full of life, all my energy those studs drain.
So what if my new boy toy doesn’t have a snout,
He has many other attributes I can’t live without.
He has a yacht, a castle and a whole world to explore.
He simply opens up his wallet and I begin to soar.
I almost have enough for my dowry; soon I will find my man.
He will be the one I will marry and my life will be so grand.
So my poor Sam will have to accept it and take it on the chin.
For this Diva is airborne & I’m definitely not flyin with him.
Written by,
Bonnie May
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What about that...Diva?
Georg
I just don't know how you can come up with all these poems so fast. Very creative indeed!!! I Love it!!!
Sabdie Angel :o)
Love,
ET
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
You know how to tell the story!! Well done, and that graphic WHOO - HOOOOOOOOOO!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.