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Created on: April 21, 2008
Inside my wallet is something I would say.
I saved up a wad of money then spent it in one day.
The money I had with it's very good scent.
Is now gone forever because it's all spent.
I do have money is what I'd say.
But I'll wait until next year for my next pay.
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