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Money

You can’t buy happiness

but if I had the cash,

I’d find out what the price was

and pay it in a flash.

 

They say money’s just an object

that it can’t set you free,

but I can’t think of one person

opposed to a spending spree.

 

I  don’t need a fortune

I just want a share,

and if I’d end up miserable

that’d be my cross to bear.

 

So everyone send a dollar

or any amount to my address,

and when I’m rich and miserable

I’ll try to sort out my own mess!

— docmaverick, Sep 05, 2007

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Region, Country: The High Desert, in the wild west, southern California, U.S. of A.., USA

Favorite Poets: Keates, Poe, Dickinson, and Dr. Seuss. There are a smattering of others, but why bother listing 'em all, ya know?, I also rely on a few of our poets, here....for advice, and what not. I couldn't possibly explain what a fountain of live, effective knowledge we have...right here in our midst ! To catch a glimmer of brilliance, merely visit: the Stream.

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 9 months ago

I giggled out loud!

(I'm sure my last flatmate moved out because of NeoPoet, what sane person sits in their room alternately laughing and crying in front of a computer?) I work 25 hours a week on a shop clerks pay but am a rich man. I can pay my rent, eat tasty treats, even in a restaurant once a month or so, see plays, bands and movies. Who could want more? Loved this, Doc cheers, Jess