Super Star

sandie on Sep 30, 2009

A made up story of a woman who has become a star.

I have lovers who are totally fit

Playing with my sex toy

They like me to use my whip

They bring me so much joy.

I am attractive with wealth to die for

A fit body to match

All men I adore

I am a good catch.

I am a super star

Fifthly rich

Flying around in my sports car

I am a total bitch.

As you can imagine

I can wear gorgeous gowns dressed to kill

I live in a big mansion

On top of the hill.

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Comments (7)

chitragopi on Sep 30, 2009
Nice imagination
ken bultman on Sep 30, 2009
Here’s my number 555-### ####
Lostash on Sep 30, 2009
Me too!!! I’m not a bitch though….far too nice!
Butterfly Musings on Sep 30, 2009
A great poem, descibes your subject excellently, great job as all of your poems:}
Goodselfme on Oct 1, 2009
Your words state what is physical and inside the person too. Welll done.
Kimberly Wilson on Oct 3, 2009
You Go Girl!! With your Super Star Self!!!
nani varron on Oct 6, 2009
nice….

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