Indeed, She's Not A Gold Digger Poem by Edgar Andrade Baguio

It is with pleasure where she's fond,
Holding on to almost jade's bond;
Enjoying this mortal sojourn,
Though sometimes marred with a quick scorn;
It is with valued gratitude,
How she propels her latitude;
With grace, fun, loyalty and wealth,
To her spouse' delight and whole health;
While some cheap miners digged for more,
Silver or gold to fill their core;
Well, 'they are gold diggers, ' she's not,
Yet she can dig deep things a lot;
Mainly those buried in the dust,
Filthy things devoured by some lust;
Yes indeed, she's a Past Digger,
Sadly, growing sicked and bigger!