If I Was A Wealthy Man
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Sheena Blackhall
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If I was a wealthy man
She would not have nagged me
Like a terrier with a bone
About money, or rather, the lack of it
My strangler’s hands now hold
A breast shaped cup. Its lip is silent
A heart of chocolate on my cappuccino
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