Published: 26 Jan 2018 › Updated: 26 Jan 2018
Bad Poetry #04
How much money is one good day?
Have you seen how much the rich pay?
Tight suits and tie
chucked to bed.
a gold digger smiles
conning up trades.
a "friend" surveys
your health over phone.
you sip the goldmines
thinking alone:
"How much money is one good day?"
do you know what's standing on the way?
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