Hi everyone this is a poem I wrote the other day, I think it's supposed to have some hidden meaning, like, Ты know, money can't buy happiness and if Ты try to buy it your being ripped off... или something... To be honest I don't really remember what I was thinking when I wrote it. Anyways, what do Ты think?

A Bag Of Happiness

I skip on down to the market,
With my pocket full of of magic beans,
I hand them to the vendor,
“A bag of happiness, please.”

He passes me over a drawstring bag,
Made of velvet, inky black,
I thank him with a friendly smile,
He smiles eerily back.

I hurry Главная and pull the string,
Glad nobody was near,
But my face fell as I looked inside,
The little bag was bare.

A little motavational poem I found link. Enjoy. ;P



At age 4, success is...not peeing in your pants.
___At age 12, success is...having friends.
____At age 16, success is...having a driver's license.
_______At age 20, success is...having sex.
________At age 35, success is...having money.
________At age 50, success is...having money.
_______At age 60, success is...having sex.
_____At age 70, success is...having a driver's license.
___At age 75, success is...having friends.
At age 90, success is...not peeing in your pants.