CLUES:WHERE’S MY SUPERYACHT?

When you wobble don’t you find

That something comes to ease your mind?

You’ll stumble on one of these things,

And feel a happy little zing.

You might need a sleek superyacht

The kind that billionaires adopt!

Not because they’re on your list

(Unless your credit card insists!).

And then your superyacht pops up,

It’s called the Lady Buttercup!

A floating mansion just for you

Next thing you know you’re in Corfu!

You’ll saunter off your superyacht,

Down its red gangway, there’s a thought!

You’ll meet the glitterati there,

You’ll sip champagne, have an affair!

And then you’ll sail away, head west,

In Saint Tropez you’ll find yourself,

The paparazzi in full pursuit,

Thank God the maid had ironed your suit!

You get the picture I suppose,

Just let your imagination go.

Just sail away, look out for clues,

What better way to stay amused?