Unnecessary
Our housing is perfect,
no reason to change,
location, location
must not rearrange.
Found some small change,
In the usual way,
in some old slacks
on laundering day.
Didn’t matter but if a million
should slyly appear,
I’d likely be grateful.
I might even cheer.
But my life is too good
to be spoiled by money,
with wife, friends, our cat,
I’ve no need, but my honey
might say something different,
might jump at the luck.
She’d know how to use it,
with aplomb and with pluck.
I’ve no need of profit
but she long ago learned
how to spend her good fortune,
even when unearned.
Her charities likely
would gain what they need,
especially stray kitties,
oh my how they’d feed.
But Macy’s and Nordstrom’s
And Chico’s, for sure,
would garner new sales
they have such allure.
Yet after the rush
of a bounty so vast,
we’d come to reality,
hopefully fast.
There just isn’t much
we don’t already have,
nothing to wish for,
nothing to crave.
So let that big bonus
find a home with another
and leave us in peace,
in love with each other.
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