He smiles gleefully
And declares that
Money is all that
Really matters.
He retires to
His palatial mansion
Where the private chef
Prepares him a meal.
He keeps busy,
Keenly aware that
Time is money and
Idleness is weakness.
Not a single
Day goes by when he
Doesn’t fend off
A perceived rival.
He fights to the end
To preserve what’s his,
A snarling beast guarding
A horde of gold.
Never a day
Dedicated to
Becoming a
Better person.
