Pots Of Gold!
26 October, 2002
Author: Dino Hi
Driving down the road, sunny day through the wood
A miracle! A rainbow on my hood
Arching towards the sky, over a pole
I'm going to be rich! Pots of gold!
I'll buy this, I'll buy that,no problem it's sold!
Use my cards, charge it, woopee!
I'm going to be rich, pots of gold! Can you see?
Years gone by, bills stacked high, wondering why?
Where's my gold? Pockets empty, as I sigh
Now I know, what a fool, a ding-a-ling
End of rainbow is pots of gold, I was at the be-gin-ning
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Capricorn (62.30.192.1) -- Thursday, November 28 2002, 09:20 pm Sounds like the story of my life, ha ha, I'm always at the wrong end!! Still they say those who win a lot of money when they haven't had to work for it, are never happy!! Makes you think! |
| Cap (62.30.192.1) -- Thursday, November 28 2002, 09:25 pm Forgot to say why not come & join us on the forum. Hve a look at what we are talking about |
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