I’ll buy myself a yacht, and cruise myself to Europe
I’ll buy myself french wines, and sink my gullet to death
I’ll buy myself dresses, like that of a queen or a princess
I’ll buy myself a plane, to see the world from aerial angle
I’ll buy myself a Mercedes Benz, and traverse a million miles
Yet, just now I realize, I’m not in slumber, all I can do is just imagine things. Things that only in dreams can happen
written 11/09/2002
Hi.
That's a nice poem.
I like it. I like the words, and I like how it flows.
Keep going.
Chris