I’m staying at a castle on the sea
No cares in the world or responsibility
Every day is a sunny sky and a walk in the park
As I ooze from my pores personality and spark
I can eat until stuffed and always get stupidly drunk
Yet somehow my waistline doesn’t grow, perhaps even shrunk
Wrinkles, I don’t get them, nor fine lines as well
I never grow old or show age and stay fit as hell
I have the energy to stay up all night
And be ready in the morning for a 5 a.m. flight
I do buy what I want, with unlimited money
As I live in the land of milk and honey
You fools fall for it every time
The fame you’ve given me should be a crime
Snapping pictures and videos for you to see
Making you wish you were me
About the Creator
Jason A
Writer, photographer and graphic design enthusiast with a professional background in journalism, poetry, e-books, model photography, portrait photography, arts education and more.
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