CARRY ON TUESDAY
The words in blue are the first line of Oliver Wendell Holmes poem
'Contentment'.
THE BILLIONAIRE'S LAMENT
Little I ask, my wants are few,
Just a Cadillac or two,
Just a pad at Malibu.
That's all I need.
I'm quite abstemious as you know,
I don't need a lot of dough.
Just a trip to Jericho.
And that's not greed.
Of course a heated swimming-pool,
Children at a top-notch school,
All to make the neighbours drool.
Why not, I say.
Outfits coming from Dior
Persian carpets on my floor,
Why shouldn't I have more and more,
When I can pay?
The proletariat may whine
About these luxuries of mine,
But I continue doing fine
I make a splash.
Let them whinge and let them bleat,
Let them sleep out in the street;
Luxury is hard to beat.
And I've got cash!
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FRUIT BOWL
(A cinquain)
Fruit.
Piled, juicy.
Reflecting, shining, appetising.
Cradled in a bowl.
Succulence.
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fine verse.
ReplyDeleteI just loved your Billionaire's Lament!
ReplyDeleteIs that billionaire really lamenting? Sounds like a rather supercilious fellow to me. Rather!
ReplyDeleteLoved it - wish I could whine on like that! Not really - as my needs are few!
ReplyDeleteI hear what you are saying, but I think more and more even billionaires realize money will not bring happiness. More and more are donating to/ working for causes. I have the utmost respect for Bill and Melinda Gates, for example.
ReplyDeleteMore, more more. Sounds like an empty life doesn't it?
ReplyDeleteDead good rhyme!!
ReplyDeleteI love these, such a way with words you have:-)
ReplyDeleteClever approach! :-)
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