Escravo do dinheiroA Poem by Aldo kraasThat is a new poem Written by Aldo KraasEscravo do dinheiro I became After I am working every single Day 19 hours I am no longer happy Having to look at a huge Amount of money I hate being The escravo do dinheiro Every single day Yes father That money is giving me Lots of headeches The small amount of The money I use daily The large amount of money I keep it in the bank So it grows with the interest Every month Yes father I know that money Doesn’t grow on tree And also money only brings Comfort and nothing else I can’t buy friends with money Because that is not how we make friends Also we can’t buy love with money Because love is not for sale also Love is a feeling that comes out of our Hearts to give to those you love Father I don’t like the rich people I love the poor people That lives in Canada They are what I call my friends Forever Also I know that I can trust My poor friends They also don’t have much money To live like me Sometimes we have to stretch our money When we are shopping for clothes We can’t buy new clothes because they are Very expensive so we need to buy Used clothes from the second hand store Also we need to wash the clothes before we wear it To get rid of the bed bugs © 2022 Aldo kraas |
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Added on January 20, 2022 Last Updated on January 20, 2022 AuthorAldo kraasToronto, Ontario, CanadaAbouti am Aldo Kraas I been writing poems For 25 years In 2011 I self published 3 chapbooks more..Writing
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