Dear lovable Money
Dear MOney,where the hell did you come from?
you bring me headaches,yet i still hold on.
MOney money,what is it you want?
i know i will do it even if i don't want.
Adorable money, i want to hate you so much,
but my husband's smile comes from having you enough.
oh! dear money,i badly want you to stay away from my life,
you keep interfering between me and my husband's love,
And even though i would kill you on flames if i want to,
i possibly can't because i would be killing my home too.
Ah! your such a disaster,you lovable money,
that i cant stop thinking about you honey.
if there is a rain dance to start rain,
i would invent a "cash dance" to make me gain..
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