Fat Wallet Poem by Lamar Cole
Fat Wallet
The only belief that he had was that he had to have a lot of money.
So that he could spend it on all the honies.
How he got the money, it didn't matter.
As long as his wallet got fatter.
He didn't mind killing or stealing.
As long as he could make money, he was willing.
Sunday, February 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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