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Stuff catches up
There was the lady from Bel Air
Who loved to give herself airs
Dressed fashionably
In all sorts of colors and hues
Credit card filled to the brim
Disregarded I.O.U.s
With her looks totally obsessed
To that she held dearly
For inside the house was naked
All items repossessed
Disowned
Disavowed
Divorced
Cursed
And left on the curb
Alone with empty purse
Who loved to give herself airs
Dressed fashionably
In all sorts of colors and hues
Credit card filled to the brim
Disregarded I.O.U.s
With her looks totally obsessed
To that she held dearly
For inside the house was naked
All items repossessed
Disowned
Disavowed
Divorced
Cursed
And left on the curb
Alone with empty purse
Published 27th May 2023
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27th May 2023 9:46pm
28th May 2023 2:11pm
25th Jun 2023 7:03pm
Feels like when a soul is empty, bank accounts will eventually run out too.
