Tuesday, July 31, 2018

POEM- MONEY IS TROUBLE

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The day was sunny
There was free honey
There were jokes which were funny
But people were busy earning money.

What will you do which cash
They will go one day in trash
For it we don't care about our face
And in return it creates space.

Stop running behind it
And enjoy your life a bit,
Life is no hack
As it never comes back. 

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