When he had a lot of money and fancy cars.
And he loved to go the bars.
He had a lot of fake friends.
They took advantage of his generosity to no end.
But when he became broke and had no cash.
He was thrown out like another piece of trash.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Unfortunately that's life, Lamar. You've captured the essence of reality with your poem. Nicely done! : -)