When i think of mOnEy
i think of rich people
When i think of mOnEy
i think of it ''growing on trees''
When others think of mOnEy
they think of NOTHING OTHER!
When others think of mOnEy
they think their ''RICH DONT BOTHER THEM''
When i think of mOnEy
i ''DONT THINK ITS EVERYTHING''
MoNeY
ISNT EVERYTHING TO ME
WHEN I THINK ABOUT IT
BUT.............
(~~ITS NICE TO HAVE ONCE IN A LITTLE WHILE~~)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this. I love the ending. I love to say love. Seriously i though i thought this was a wonderful poem