Money Can'T Buy Me Love the Brush Off

Money Can’t Buy True Love By Gavri Hanita Hazaka Abir Selek 2nd Charles Gerald Patrick Chard 2nd It’s not the things you possess that make you someone, Nor the money you spend like running water, But the genuine love you share with but one, Like the clay in the hands of the potter. For if, you try to buy your mate, With the money that you possess, Then it’s the love of your money she takes, Moreover, you are a wretched mess. So never, show that you possess riches, Dress and act as normal as anyone else, In addition, go out looking among the dishes, For the one to whom your heart melts. Money seems to change a person, and those who have it only want more, However, when you find that perfect treasure, Your heart will take wings and sore, For she will be beyond all measure, The one you’re truly looking for. The Brush Off By Charles G. P. Chard 2nd I loved you so very deeply, I loved you with all of my heart, I loved you, O so sweetly, You were the flame of the candle in my inward part. However, you blew out that candle lit so bright, By unkind things you’ve done and said, You ripped the candle out so mighty, You made me feel like I was dead. It wasn’t anything I had done, That made you act so uncaring, I loved you faithfully, my only one, It was something within you so distant and so daring. I would have given you the world,