Richpoorman
When greed exceeds the need to feed
Food for thought is sought and bought
For think and thank is meant to bank
To spend to mend a blend of friend
Is sure to cure that obscure blur
Cause sight is might and always right
Seeing is believing and relieving, not deceiving
Not sinking or blinking or dinking or finking
Just busting and lusting all of this trusting
Eyes show no lies, pies is pi, flies is fly and tries is try
Art is dart that’s aimed at heart that gives it start
The glove of love, the symbol of dove, the ONE. above
It gives us choice of voice, poised noise, ears hear here
A feeling with ceiling that’s healing and dealing
Strong and long on pace and grace and race disgrace a no base case
A thing to touch, the ring of much or bling of clutch with such deep reap
No jest of test or reeling from feeling just best for the rest of the nest
So thought has caught the lot I sought and ought to not to spot the got
When greed exceeds the need to feed I seed the deed with heed and lead.
Copyright © Michael Smith | Year Posted 2006
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