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Wishful Thinking
I wish I had a million dollars,
so I would no longer be in arrears.
A lifestyle lasting about seven years?
I wish I had a brand-new car,
so I could drive without any fears.
Knowing it to be obsolete in three years?
I wish that I was a corporate CEO,
I'd work my staff to tears.
Surely indicted within three years?
I wish I had a dozen kids,
so I could relax and let them work.
Grow up to be like their old man, the jerk?
I wish I had a new house,
I'm tired of cleaning and fixing.
New taxes and repairs so vexing?
I wish I owned a farm,
lead a life of freedom and ease.
After crop failure and disease?
I wish I was single again,
free from the heckling old hen.
Online love's from where, when?
Copyright 2018 © Ronald W. Hull
4/26/18
You could read this poem at my website here.
Cheers,
Dan
Though I think they do make be blue,
If wishing did work, we would all have a clue,
Everything we owned ever would also be new...-e-
Regis
Sandie
Love ya!
Jane