Man of a moneyed mind,
A trophy wife,
On his arm to boast,
Their love was dashed,
On the diamond coast.
Born was a single heir,
To the ideal pair,
To the careless two,
Who choked the child,
On the silver spoon.
Now the couple take turns,
Tryin’ to out-do each other,
The more riches the better,
The father or mother.
Love at sweet sixteen,
The king and queen,
The wedding bells,
Could well have warned,
What time would tell.
The cut above her eye,
She could not hide,
From the little boy,
Who knew it wise,
Writer(s): Michael Flannery
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