Have and Have Not

Born into poverty Instead of heraldry Disappointment struck me glum Square peg in a round hole Ends up on the dole* Got no money and I want some My nights of abandon Were strictly rationed Contraception isn't cheap Then into these drab nights No warmth and no lights Fed up of counting sheep You came and you stained the sheets and the bed frame Your self indulgence left me sore You left me white and a terrible sight But still I craved for more But if I had money You'd stick with me honey You wouldn't leave me in this mess But I'm just a pauper Can't support a daughter (Finances) stretch to a budgie at best Well she cut her hair and dated a millionaire Splashing cash has such allure But, he beats her senseless Then buys her a new dress She's not happy, but she's 'secure' He has and I have not I want what he's got The irony is - I had it once He went to Cambridge and Eton He's got me down and beaten He's left me feeling such a dunce The moral then sonny Is those who have money Will always get the best of both worlds So if your not rich Then life's a b***h So go find yourself a rich girl *old fashioned term for social security payments in the UK. [This is actually a song rather than a poem, which I wrote almost 30 years ago - when I was full of angst and acne! Can't find or remember the music I wrote for it though - shame]