A Rich Girls Life
The hot breezy air
The delicious candy
My brand new bear
And the adults brandy
Lying back
In a tropical palace
With Santas sack
My friends will be jealous
It’s a rich girls life
Every ones dream
No chores for the wife
‘cause a butler’s keen
Lots of treats
What ever I want
Delicious meats
Or a jam custard crassant
Dive into a pool
Or private beach
Calm and cool
With a soda in reach
Now time for a sleep
In my four poster bed
Nice and deep
My favourite colour red.
poem by Bianca N/A
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