Wednesday 27 February 2013

Burning a hole in my pocket

Never was very good at saving
Always had to spend my dosh
Couldn't save if my life depended on it
It was always; burning a hole in my pocket
I couldn't help it; I was rash
Had to spend that cash!
Watched amazed as my brother
Saved his up to buy his stuff
He bought a box of loquats
I wished he'd share with me but
He had them all for himself
Childhood memories still linger!

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