Only in the accumulation of money he seems interested in
I am doing quite well financially he says with a grin
The one who lacks in compassion and empathy
For those doing it tough he feels no sympathy
In is early thirties with a wife and two children his claim to renown
Is he is one of the wealthiest people in the rural town
The fellow who believes that brush tail possums are creatures of the day
That ignorance can be bliss it does seem this way
That he's not of a rare type does seem sad to me
The beauty in Nature he never could see
And yet he is one many locals admire
Of singing his praises the local aspirationals never do seem to tire
But the one many look up to seems ordinary to me
Suppose through different eyes we see things differently.
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