I Wear Elie Saab
Elie Saab creates haute couture
For women who are silm, demure
It’s not for rolly polly me
With little bulges you can see
Elie Saab is my hero bright
He lights up the red carpet night
He dresses are simply divine
But oh…not a one can be mine
I’ve got no cash for such finesse
Plus..I won’t fit the lovely dress
So here is how I live the dream
I spray his perfume in a stream
Once I tried his amazing scent
It clung to me where’re I went
Oh, but it carried a high price
To have it would be more than nice
Valentine’s Day… what did I see?
A present waiting there for me
Hubby and daughter shared a look
As I unwrapped, my fingers shook
“Oh, God please, help me not cry
If Elie Saab won’t meet my eye”
There it was in its glory fine
Elie Saab perfume, it was mine!
Now Elie Saab is what I wear
The scent makes me able to dare
For it makes me feel quiet sublime
So sexy in “couture” so fine!
Eileen Manassian Ghal
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2013
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