When you have loads of money, you feel like you are Bill Gates. You have a huge smile on your face. You walk like you are ten feet tall. Suddenly everyone suddenly becomes your friend. Even your worst enemy becomes your friend, but when all that cash is gone, everyone is gone in a flash.
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Posted: Jun 2012
About this poem:
Money can not buy happiness. A true friend will stick by you even if you are poor. A person who is only hanging around you for your money is not a friend, instead they are using you for what you have.
True friends are hard to find. Since I have never used my money to try to pay for friendship, or should I say, companionship, I have saved a load of money. My parents could learn this lesson, they only get visits from the grandchildren these days, not because they love them, but because they are users.
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