STATUTORY WARNING: THIS “CRAP POEM” IS DEDICATED TO THOSE BAD RICH PEOPLE WHO CAN’T ACCEPT CHANGE AND ARE OUTDATED. PLEASE STOP READING IF YOU ARE ONE OF THEM. THEY THINK THE HIVE ALWAYS STAYS AT THE SAME PLACE FOR LIFETIME. HOWEVER, THEY DON’T REALIZE WHEN TIME PASSES THE HIVE IS EMPTY TOO. A NEW HIVE IS NEEDED WITH NEW BEES TO CYCLE THE HONEY MAKING PROCESS. CHANGE IS INEVITABLE AND I APPROVE THIS MESSAGE.

I AM BAD RICH

I WHISPER LIKE A GIRL

I AM SOFT LIKE A CURL

I AM VERY TOUCHY

BECAUSE I AM FLUFFY

SO, PEOPLE SAY ME “I AM BAD RICH”

I ABHOR ALIENS

BECAUSE I MAKE MILLIONS

I LOVE BEARS

BECAUSE I LOVE HUGS

I STILL PONDER WHY I AM CALLED BAD RICH, WHY?

I AM A LEECH

NOT PAUL – THE OCTOPUS

I AM RICH

NOT PROSPEROUS

TRUST ME, I WAS GOOD RICH

BROTHERS, I AM A BEE SO I LIKE HONEY

I AM A MISER SO I LIKE MONEY

I AM A MAFIA QUEEN

SADLY, I DON’T HAVE ANY TWIN

STILL, I DON’T KNOW WHY I AM BAD RICH

I CAN’T SPELL BEE

I CAN ONLY SCREW FREE

I AM CREEPY LIKE A HELL

I SAVE HIPPY FAVS LIKE A SHELL

AGAIN, WHY I AM BAD RICH?

BROS, I WANT TO WORK WITH PIRATES

I LOVE THEIR TITS AND TATS  

BEARS, I AM INFATUATED TO MATES

BUT, FRANKLY, I AM INFECTED TO TAKTS

I REALIZE NOW WHY I AM BAD RICH, IS IT BECAUSE I AM OBSOLETE?

I WISH I WOULD HAVE A MACHINE TO BECOME AJ, BJ, DJ, RJ OR VJ

AT LEAST, I CAN SELL MY VOICE IN THE BAZAAR

BUDDIES, MY VOICE IS GONE

NO NO I BLAME NONE

I BLAME MYSELF, SO I REGRET OF BEING BAD RICH

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