Restraints & Demands, Fall Away. I'm Rich & Not That Old.
Sold, A Couple Of Prized Personal Yachts, Moments Ago.
Mellow MultiZillionaire (2 Say A Easy Number), With Gold & Diamonds All Over The Place.
Purchase A Halo From A Angel After A Hello.
Swallow Down The Priciest Champagnes & Aged Wines Only Mentioned N The B.I.B.L.E.
Settle, My Next Day Of Riches, When Wall Street Calls It Quits. My Enterprising, Always, Earns Me Extra Dollars.
Collars Of Gold & Diamonds, Around, All Animals N My Backyard Zoo. Even The 24/7 Workers.
Mansions, I Own. I Have A Mansion N Each U.S. State As Well As (@ Least) A Mansion N Each Other Country.
Comfortably, Is All There Is. My Mortality, Promised, Heavenly Until I Finally Exit This Mortal Reality.
Graciously, I Keep My 15 Children Spoiled 2 The Utmost Degree.
Free 2 Do It All Because Of, Money. Megabucks.
Dealerships, Full Of The Vehicles I Most Prefer & Own, R Everywhere.
Stare @ My Likeness, C All That Money Could Ever Buy.
Reply 2 Presidents & Such Dignitaries, Of Course, When N Need Of The Bigger Loan.
Own Life? No, Though It Seems So. I Leave That Up 2 Ol' Almighty GOD Or Even The Devilish Devil.
Tranquil, It Is, Here N These Hollywood Hills. Where A Soul Can Live N Purity & Remain Properly Refreshed.
Impressed Is The Only Impression I Leave All With.
Myth Celebrates, I, With A Worth Of All The Rarer Gold & Diamonds.
- Author: Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: January 31st, 2022 14:59
- Comment from author about the poem: Being Rich.
- Category: Surrealist
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