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Rich girl, poor girlđź’™

Rich girl, poor girlđź’™

He wore second hand shoes, she showed off her diamond ring

She would grow up to be a millionaire, whilst he wouldn’t possess a single thing 

And yet both of these children were siblings, a sister and a brother

Although they had different Fathers, they shared the same sackless birth Mother

The boy lived his childhood years, with his miserable Mother high up in a tenement flat on a street

But the girl spent her four seasons on foreign shores, with her doting Dad and her lovely step Mother, in the scorching heat

And her successful entrepreneur Father had hard worked for his wealth, he was a multimillionaire

His first wife was left a huge settlement after the divorce, but she squandered the lot..she didn’t care

And because of this sad situation, the two little children was estranged

Where the circumstances 
for both these families, had been split in two and rearranged

So alas this little sister and brother, both lived completely separate lives

She loved her Papa’s villas by the seaside, whilst her brother had slummed it in different dirty dives

But this little sad story tells a fact of life

What can happen after a marital separation, between a husband and his wife…

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