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I'm hoping this will be able to tell you exactly how much happiness my money has brought me.
Then again ... if I didn't have the moeny, I never would have met her.
Submitted:Dec 25, 2007 Reads: 115 Comments: 1 Likes: 2
The Best Kind Of Happiness Money Can Buy (Is No Kind At All)
My giant house,
expensive car,
my flashy clothes and
A-list friends.
My wallet
with notes
overflowing
like desperate
passangers
jumping off the
sinking Titanic.
My desiner shades,
my Prada shoes,
my golden watch,
my 'perfect' job,
my 'perfect' life and
perfect view.
I'd give it all up to be
poor with you.
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