Pleonexia

I find today that more is not enough.
I have on hand a miniscule million.
They say that current times are getting tough.
I scarce must keep a fat bloody billion!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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July 1, 2022 at 12:08 PM
Pleonexia sure is an interesting word. Seems as if what's yours is mine - but what's mine is not yours. Sounds like the anarchists last summer who were shouting at upper class folks to give them their houses. 'Selfish Socialism,' I guess. ~ Gershon
Fowler Avatar
July 4, 2022 at 7:17 AM
Ain't that tha truth gw! LOL laf
Pandit Avatar
June 27, 2022 at 9:02 AM
Well said, Linda--it's never enough. I like the way you conveyed millionaires want to be billionaires.
Fowler Avatar
June 27, 2022 at 9:25 AM
Hi Vijay. And now trillionaires? When is enough, enough? I think it's not always the money, but often the power and fame.
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