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Life What would it be like,
To be a millionaire.
To not worry about money,
Or what clothes to wear.
To have every thing,
I could ever desire.
Fast cars and aeroplanes,
That could lift me higher.
To not have to worry,
What day my pay gets in.
Or to be able to buy a new dress,
With out feeling it is a sin.
This would be good,
Really good indeed.
But yet some thing bothers me,
And makes me want to heed.
If I had every thing,
Nothing would be a big surprise.
Opening Christmas presents,
Would give you such a rise.
Going to the movies,
Would be such a bore.
Taking the kids to the park,
Would seem like such a chore.
Going window shopping,
Would be something you did not do.
Using public toilets,
No way!, not a public loo.
Looking at a sun set,
Or watching the sun dawn.
Wouldn’t give you such enjoyment,
When your pockets are forlorn.
To look in the mirror,
And say this body I hate.
Rather then seeing stretch marks,
And saying I look great.
No thanks I wouldn’t want it,
To be rich and have it all.
He who has nothing,
Really has it all.
