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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #1767947
Judge me if you can. I am RICH and YOU are a POOR man
I was born to a wonderful family here on earth.

But I cannot believe people can judge your worth.

Because we didn't have "the best material itms" as other kids did, they could make you feel so sad.

That you would often times go home and look,  wishing what you could have had.

My life has been filled with VALLEYS, HILLS, and definately many CURVES.

That I often prayed:

DEAR LORD, "Please give me what I deserve?"

I looked for love in so many places but no-one ever stayed.

Yet, I looked up and there HE was one August day.

I said I was going to dance with that good-looking man.

He danced so fast that I kept up as well as I can.

He looked into me and into my soul that I was lost forever.

He said I had beautiful eyes and since then we have been together.

We may not show each other how much we truely care.

But we know for each other we will always be there.

The love we share can never be undone.

THEY ARE EVIDENT IN OUR DAUGHTER AND SON.

So judge me if you must, go ahead, I just don't care.

Because by JUDGING ME, YOU ARE POOR,

And with my FAMILY BY MY SIDE,

I AM A MIILIONAIRE

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