The Wise Billionaire Poem by Marites C. Cayetano

The Wise Billionaire



Untill yesterday
I had billions of money
I got tired of sitting and counting
so I gave them away.

Now I have nothing
but my freedom
I am free!

I no longer have
to sit and sit
and count the billions
....anymore.

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