You Could Be The One For Me

You Could Be The One For Me long poem

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If you’re drop dead gorgeous and almost
As rich as Bill Gates or Paul McCartney
If you have a mansion overlooking the
Ocean and all new luxury cars for everyday
Of the week then it wouldn’t be hard
For you to sweep me off my feet or be
My hard candy fantasy especially if we
Can take off and travel the world anytime
We wanted to and drink nothing but vintage
Champagne on your own private air plane
Whether you are 23 or 63 then YOU COULD
If you can keep me all dressed up in
All the latest fashions and more diamonds
Emeralds and rubies than I can wear on
Both hands or around my neck at one time
I would walk the line; yes I would tote the line
We don’t have to call it love, Heaven’s above
I’d be happy just to be your playboy, your
Boy toy…
If you’re drop dead gorgeous and almost as
Rich as the Hilton girls or the Britain’s royal

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Bo Lanier is from Chattanooga, Tennessee and has become an established poet with five books to his credit that were published in Canada. He received several achievement awards in creative writing through and has recently published two eBooks and one paperback book through After a nine year hiatus, Bo returned to publishing his poems with a new outlook and fresh ideas. His other talents include singing and songwriting.
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