The Poetry of a Little One

From Rags to Riches

Riches shows a ruby to be right

Many dream to show their worth

But just disregard the truth

Deceiving lies they hear

So they can get near

Maybe dreams can become reality

Or is it just a calamity?

A way one longs for

But can't get more

To see the sunny day

And not care what others say

An ugly fellow that is true

He tries so hard to seem so new

The dark path one follows

So the rich food he swallows

When the why is not seen

He starts to be mean

So you see he was never a true lad

Because all that is reduced to rags

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