A rich billionaire minus the vent
I would ask millionaires to repentWe would join protesters in their tent
I would hire investigator with a red cent
To report promptly on where time went
I just celebrated 99 years without dent
A machine built with money well spent
To travel in my past and erase "I can't"
Revisited where I first payed $250 rent
I learned what "amore" really meant
A secret to carry to my grave never rant
Some things should not be traded for lent
Whispered gently while forward bent
"Love isn't blind I can see you" in a chant
To recall her wet hair perfume sent
I sealed a last kiss in the basement
-- Louis Mercier
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