Depressed
3$ Scratch off.
Glory. Money equals zero.
Maybe I'll get
rich off of you.
Will not need application
Will not need inflation
but only a little luck.
and I could sit here
doing nothing.
Make me rich
You looch.
You ate all of my yoo-hoo.
Copyright © William White | Year Posted 2008
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