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Feb 2015
still anchored in the dust of materialistic hopes
the remedies for a long lived fleshy cartoon
come readily to hand when the silver in your purse
is bursting to be spent and be rubbed in others hands
ah I am rich says the cartoon of a man as he cant sleep
counting all that money he swears he will never spend
ah yes I sit on the pinnacle of mankind and see for miles
a future in paradise on earth blessed with eternal life
Written by
nivek
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