Gold Digger
half his age
and nearly twice his
height
pretty as a picture
but none too bright
he loves her open
arms (and legs) –
his “tart”
spread-eagled on his
sports-car’s bonnet
she likes him for
his open mind and
open heart
but most of all –
his open wallet
she intends to stick
with him through
thick and thicker
and is most
“concerned” about
his dodgy ticker
you can see my
illustration &
original poem on my
blog here -
http://tap-p.com/2014/08/22/gold-digger/
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