I Pity the Super Rich

I pity the super-rich,
Their best dreams left behind in a ditch,
With no friends left on the pitch, 
And time almost up on their watch,
For their soul to re-attach, 
If the virus they should catch.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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