Celebrity Spy Guy

Freelance operating celebrity spy guy, the who is who and why guy,
the camera shy guy, rather not tell the truth but lie guy.
I wonder why, guy? Well Guy it was a helluva try, try,
at least nobody died guy, but everyones still gonna cry guy.

 Will you be my guy, guy? no, no his head shakes in reply, ply, 
back to being a spy, spy, photographing the beautiful oh my, my.
Quietly leave with no goodbye-bye, more of a how ya doin, and hi guy,
so alone he sighs, sighs, Mr. living through other peoples lives guy, good-bye spy...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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