The Man Who Stole the World
I've fallen from the stars
Crash-landed on this planet
I'd seen it from afar
And thought that it was ****.
My spaceship though was broken
Now I'm stuck on hell
A thousand language spoken
Yet none of them could help.
Are all Earthlings greedy?
I would often ask
The rich from the needy
But don't get bought to task.
So I drifted for a while
Breezed from town to town
I grifted wore a smile
Leave my marks without a frown.
I sickly made my millions
I'd tread on you upon my way
Quickly trade to billions
Not one debt did I pay.
No-one saw me coming
I moved just like a ghost
They won't catch me running
I headed for the coast.
I'll cut off all my hair
Or wear a beard upon my face
They hunt me everywhere
But when they're near off I race.
And now I have your money
It's as if I stole the world
I'm not trying to be funny
It's you not me who sold the world.
And now I'm Lord of Earth
But I still just wanna go home
In future it's a wide berth
When I feel I gotta roam.
I got my spaceship mended
It's almost as good as new
Your money I can't spend it
So I'll send it back to you.
No-one saw that coming
Their stuff back in the post
Now I'm left with nothing
But that's how I like it most.
Copyright © John-Ovan.P. Hull | Year Posted 2016
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