The Biggest Lie
They told you a lie
It is said money is not important but love is Balderdash! when you are old you need money as never before,
your house is falling down and you can`t do anything about it because you are too poor to get a builder.
Sitting on a settee hand in hand watching dripping, dank walls while watching a white & black TV fluming in a dank corner,
and you will regret money spent on frivolities when young
And lacking the talent needed to make money when you could and never mind about
the memory of women you loved most of them got on married rich, powerful men who died and left them with money
enough to paint the house and fix those pesky water leaks
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