Treasure Island

Leaking Pen

(Wellington, New Zealand)

A Banker's Lament


No late fees
No accrued interests
No redemption penalties
For you opting out
I will gladly dropp all late charges
To win you back.
I'm a greedy banker
Thought I could compound my interest
Grow richer without you?
But my heart went bankrupt
The moment you closed your account
I've done what no other banker dared to do:
Ransacked every single safe deposit box
Anchored deep within my heart's vault
From all faceted gemstones:
' Red diamonds, blue garnets,
And the one dearest to Mankind
A priceless Jadeite '
Threw all away
Could not bare the thought
That these beauties
Should deserve better safe keeping
Than you the Dearest of all
My one true heart's treasure!

July 27th 2011
copyright Leaking Pen 2011

Submitted: Monday, September 03, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, September 04, 2012
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