His voice loaded with joy
Just bought my fifth car – Boy!
Five! ! ! I gasp, ask WHY
Wait - he says, then Relays
The story is simple, Money -
cheap as a pimple. My
first one is very special
I use it for office, my pal
The second one for the pretty wife
No office for her, but lavish life
She drives and rides with the friends
While I work hard at this end
Still three more, I said – Man
why you bought them, answer
if you can. You poor little folk
Without an SUV, the life's a joke.
The fourth one, for informal dinners
parked in garage, its face glimmers
The fifth one is for black tie affair
that are indeed rare
I am loosing big time on life
slowly I realize, One job and
no mortgage to pay, am I not
living in a historical day
29th october 2009.
Nikunj Sharma
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-a-fool-4/
