Poor Jack-The Man Who Became Property For His Money

He was a good guy
With a gold of heart
Million first he won
Million told him
Jack
Hey mate
You bright
I am only alone
Just I need other pair
U will be on state
Safe and sound
Don’t pay a penny
For sought of money

So the jack
In his lack
Locked up
The money
Never paid a penny
For the sought of money
He became
Owned Jack
In a hold of money
Of his own
Poor Jack is funny
Oh the man
He became
a property
of his money
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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