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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I was once so god damned rich Might be hard to understand To have anything you wish - No matter how large or grand For many years I did own In the heart of Beverly Hills The very loveliest home With all the finest of frills Two acres and twenty rooms Silk sheets gold plated brooms Maids drivers and every tool My life was easy and very cool Then came the financial fire Of two thousand and eight I lost everything but my ire For I saw the truth too late Endless dominos were falling Mandelbrot’s fractal chain With human voices calling In choruses of deep pain I had my share of dominos And debt to crooked banks So I suffered mighty throes And to them give no thanks The descent was immediate The depression hard to stop It seemed that nothing fit And everything was locked Irony - pair of dice in human hand I say looking down at Beverly Hills Earning cash - giving sexual thrills In the back of some stranger’s van You say it could not happen to you You are too smart - or this or that But if it did - what would you do To deal with the new set of facts Could you - would you - should you Where - how - when and how much Who with - what’ll you have to do And will you ever again find luck There are so many questions When you are totally broke And too many indiscretions Before it’s all writ and spoke I was once so god-damned rich And now I am so damned poor If it wasn’t for those I’d miss I’d say - I don’t want any more
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