Oh, beware of the breeze on a Bahama night,
For it carries a legend, both bold and bright.
He’s the king of charm, the Caribbean’s flame,
The lover of lovers—oh yes, that's his name!
Mr. Lover Man, smooth as can be,
Struts through the islands like royalty.
Tiger-skin jacket with a golden sheen,
A panther of passion, he reigns supreme.
Thick gold chains dangle, glint in the sun,
Jeweled rings sparkling, each worth a ton.
A Panama hat perched just so on his crown,
White pleated pants—he's the talk of the town!








