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My Wallet Is Empty

Wallet is empty Heart with no money This pencil and pad Make me very glad It’s all that I have Scribbling down words Of things that are me Things that make me sad Or make me real mad The inside of me Is what you can read Times might seem quite bad A chump with a pen Scrub with some paper

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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