Bublé

Alone, at last,
and in front of a mirror,
Michael loosens his tie
and admires his manly stubble.

It's a tough job being adorable.
Knackering.
And he has to sing.

He wonders if,
at this stage in his successful career,
he could get away
with employing a double?

It goes without saying
they'd have trouble
finding someone as charming
and good-looking as him
but, nevertheless...it's a thought.

Still, it's not a bad life,
though he still seethes inside
when smartarses
call him Bubble.

Boy In The Bublé

Bublé Boy