Money Grabber.

We danced and romanced.

Into her eyes i passionately looked.

With her beauty I was hooked.

We sipped on champagne.

Her name Jane.

Her skin soft like cotton wool.

Over her I did childishly drool.

She smiled, oh what a smile.

This lady had high class style.

We delicately chewed on caviar.

Above our heads sparkled a lone star.

We danced again.

I whispered in her ear, I love you Jane.

She shouted in my ear, I don't love you.

We sat down.

On my face now a frown.

Its your money I love, on my caviar i now did roughly chew.

She called me a dirty old fart.

That hurt my heart.

She left the table.

I sat on, to walk I was not able.

The waitress called a taxi and i eventually went home.

Home is where the heart is.

Jane is where a rich man lives.