A Fool's gold
Tuckered out beneath the fold
And a pocket full of sunshine
Pitter pattered upon life's grind
A rainbow pattern to spearhead the devil's cry
O' Peter,
O' Paul
O' the rest of yas too
A wish lust luck upon you all soon
And a world turns
Greener than the grind that casts thee
A red hair warlord lookin all but fancy
Flip a coin,
Watch it flow
Sunshine sparkles till the moon makes it glow
And this ol' fool grins to God he's in the know.
It ain't luck that stirs the pot
But a concept crazy enough
A fool alone would have never even thought
And riches for all to share
©palewriter
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