Filthy Rich 2 Poem by Robert Melliard

Filthy Rich 2



If I were stinking, filthy rich,
I'd give wads of bank notes to beggars
and fund countless NGOs.

As it is, I give almost nothing,
hardly ever, to practically anyone.

Friday, August 12, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: money
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