POOR LITTLE RICH PERSON
The wrong side of the tracks
Where poverty is a fact
We're poor to say the least
Cannot afford to eat
Second hand clothes to wear
Full of holes and threadbare
Imaginations a power for me
Where everything is free
I can be rich and powerful
All around sparkles and glow
A new car with a big house
Jewels and treasure all around
To wake back to reality
Is a real sting for me
Sat in shared accommodation
Needing more imagination
Looking at my loving family
I realise im as rich as can be
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