Inundated

They’re not materialistic whores But they want more They drive a Benz But they want a Bentley They own a house in the hills But they want many Four walk-in closets hold most of their clothes They stand in their full length mirrors and pose Diamonds and pearls Cover their ears, neck, fingers and wrist Even if they lost some of their things It wouldn’t be something they’d miss What shall they do when, they have plenty But want more? Build another room For the things they’ll have to store