THE REAL GOLDEN FLEECE 🌟

 




                                          Who invented this crazy thing called money?

That drives everyone crazy

That breached family love

That cuts the wings of the ever-peaceful dove

 

Those notes and coins measure of love

Those notes and coins drive you away from your cove

Those notes and coins measure of friendship

Those notes and coins affect your relationship

 

You near money

You are far from family

Far from your dear ones you will be

Bygone will be your days of glee

 

Greed for wealth

Don’t take you to the zenith

Only happiness and cheer you spread

Will take you miles ahead

 

The quest for life

Is not to bring strife

But to bring about peace

The real golden fleece...

 

 

 

 

 


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