I’d rather be

a millionaire

because as you know

millionaires

have no worries

or cares.

Sitting poolside

all day long,

humming my favorite

lazy song

does not sound

so very wrong.

Playing Kinect,

eating Cheetos,

blogging all my

personal credos –

working hard?

Indeed no.

Long lost cousins

finding their way to me

wanting a place to live

expecting to be

heir apparent

after me.

And Uncle Sam

sticking his hand

deep in my pocket –

back off Sam!

There’s gotta be a

better plan.

So, on second thought…

I’d rather be

poor little ol’ me

because as you know

they’ll let me be –

nobody cares for

poor me!

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