Sam's Fantasy World- Welcome

When asked about my personal extreme Fantasy, Nothing can hold me back, When I think of what I’d like to be, I know for sure creativity will not lack An average work rate of £1,000,000 an hour I don’t mean to portray any greed But this is my ultimate fantasy And it’s me it’s supposed to please A slick, black, private stealth at my beck and call Maybe a baby pink 747 aircraft too A personal 24hour toenail clipper and manicurist Someone to flush my silver-plated loo I would give away most my money to charity (Don’t get me wrong, my Swiss account won’t be deficient) I’d build orphanages and hospitals left, right and centre, Spread money so the 3rd World would be self-sufficient Have an entourage of 50 beautiful persons, All my bodyguards will be the size of small tanks My houses will be scattered across the globe My award speeches always start, “I just wish to thank…” I would get to walk down all the runways, Along Naomi, Adriana, Giselle and Tyra, I want my own Nandos, BK and KFC enterprises, An African elephant and a white Siberian Tiger My personal trainer will be my eye candy Because my body will already be flawless I would only wear designer clothes at all times, Paparazzi would only catch me looking gorgeous My hair will be more marvellous than Pocahontas I would like to have 20 university degrees, And a record deal with all the top music labels Over the top? Remember whose fantasy this is… So I guess back to earth I come plummeting, As I type this fantasy out while at my desk Obviously too much time on my hands, my bubbles burst now, I’m just happy to be alive; I’m blessed…