Only the Best for Me
I own every inch of land
Mountains to the sea
It’s clear I should demand
Only the best for me
My pencil box is solid gold
For everyone to see
Of all items bought and sold
Only the best for me
I covet gourmet caviar,
Russian it must be
Don’t you know that I’m a star?
Only the best for me
Cheddar is for peasants
My palate calls for brie
It tastes just right with pheasant
Only the best for me
I prefer a hall of mirrors
To human company
Alone with all my tears
Only the best for me
by Richard W. Bray
Tags: Children's Literature, children’s poetry, greed, luxury, Poetry
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