TO WHOM DOES THIS COME
TO WHOM DOES THIS COME
Daily and for all time, I can enjoy
A life of pleasure and satisfaction
My telling lies is really not so bad
You can see my grin, I’m not sad
I do expect your envious reaction
But I can assure you it is no ploy
Look into my eyes, and see trust
What you imagine, it will appear
I know I can adopt many guises
But what is life with no surprises
Winds are blowing hot down here
Dispersing doubts in a single gust
It could all be yours, for eternity
You only must do one easy task
Just a fingerprick and then sign
All the riches that one can mine
To whom does this come, I ask
Well my friend, it comes to me
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2024
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