Money
Money is the soul to reach a goal
It is the tool to play a role
But if you're miser or a poor
No way to live happy and cool
Luck is the wing across future
but work is the core of the creature
To be strong even no wing
Keep your effort to win the venture
Poor & rich, should also search
Money everywhere, we must fetch
the only lazy .. also crazy
Forever, no goa...
Thursday 4th April 2019 4:09 pm
Isabella
Either to swear, or not
The lies are a bad spot
Thanks, but thanks a lot
For your unfaithful effort
Isabella, remember, again
That love has fall in a drain
Not only nothing to gain
But also broke the brain
You believe all what you say
As a role of a daily play
Surely, will see some day
How much of love you deny
Wednesday 13th February 2019 3:31 pm
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