We thought he has everything, but then…
The height, the charm, the looks
The gait, the swagger, the hooks
The ride, the sounds, the wheels
The smile, the wink, the shrills
The grades, the awards, the sports
The cheerers, the swooners, the cohorts
The hangers-on, the critics, the fans
The music, the poetry, the bands
All of these he’s grabbed
But amidst all of the garb
no fun being a hearthrob
for I have the one he loved
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