The Jet Set Girls - Poem by Joyce Hemsley
Here come the gorgeous Jet Set Girls,
with their long blonde hair and teeth like pearls,
touring a dream-world in old Italy
from slopes of the hills to shores of the sea.
Always together ~ drinking white wine...
money no object and the weather quite fine.
People are friendly, some are rich some are poor
but the air is ever filled with gentle amour.
Driving along in their grand limousine,
they admire the early morning scene.
Music plays and all temperatures rise
each heart pounding with utter surprise.
The vacation's soon over, gone the good days
and the Jet Set Girls go their separate ways.
With faces suntanned, and hair brighter yet
'Farewell' is heard clearly from the gorgeous Jet Set.
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