A King's Ransom We'd Spent
Went to school, got good grades
a decent lawyer, I made
Met a girl, saved some dough
She was my bride, I her beaux
Three little girls nearly broke the bank
retirement loomed
Was anything left in the tank
A king’s ransom we’d spent
What had it all meant
The forced smiles, the countless deceptions
~ Was any of it worth a single damn cent
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2025
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