What A Little Money Does Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

What A Little Money Does



In the pursuit of his, 'happiness; some justice fell away,
and in evil heart's he found lost art, and father sent away.
Both masks......... of love the wind....... it hid....
Experienced was this one...married ten times..knew what to say......
While being fair and he thought was kind, 'So though the father did...
and lost his daughter to some, 'rouge....a man he thought...
and much latter........ did he come too really know..how some woman are...
This woman dashing..spreading charm... across many countries..tried.
..and deep in love, for money cried..knowing caring...naught..
and for his, her own 'the ground having eaten... from her flesh..her own..
now the father knew.....so he left the maids.... behind...because..
and lily flushed with this rose...he thought... to tear the two apart..
so they could stop and grow apart, 'my daughter, saw.... they did not care....
and loved by him...she loved her more....even though he, 'said......
he went away.....until the money... for the one all went away....some say...
and hence the father of the one...could be... hurt no more....by greed...
while the other never ever far away.....from him is close that he knew...
What both they did...when he found out and nothings been the same.
With all these the facts the father has, 'the daughter should... be his.

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From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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