Barren Tycoon

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Literary Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: March 19, 2017

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Many sports car racing, Formula one A dumped and abandoned lorry won the race A tycoon with no child to its name He births many business and brought organization to fame His wealth took a golden lane His barrenness took a faggy lane Marriage celebrated ten years of pilgrimage Doctor report says pray, Previously said we are fine My estates, Business and cars who will inherit me? A nap in my house, Is there no junior in her tommy? Shut my eyes saw children in tears as routine exercise Merry in pool of tears fully fed with blank plate Am not father of many nation, Abraham is not my nickname I sat amidst them with bags of gold to share Her tommy gets bigger as I share I saw junior walking towards me via shanksmare Worry about anything kneel and pray Everything Kneeling to pray he is wise when am leaving.


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