Inheritance Poem by Lamar Cole

Inheritance



He was very old and very rich.
And his relatives were waiting for him to die.
So that they could get their inheritance.
So he decided to keep just enough of his money for him to live on.
And he gave the rest to his relatives.
So that he could see some use it wisely and the rest squander it away.
He hoped that these bums enjoyed themselves off his hard-earned money.

Monday, May 18, 2020
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