WHERE THERE IS A WILL ...

Where there is a will, there is a ...


Wife crying all the time,
for not being left a dime.


Son with a fat black scowl,
for being left with a milkless cow.


Daughter is great despair,
for there's no one to finance her hair care,
Sister with a face of thunder,
for getting a goose of ambiguous gender.


Brother left with an apple pie,
and a curry-stained rayon tie.


Now, where would the dear old soul,
Send all his money to ?
By love, the man was laden with gold,
With a ranch, and a condo or two !


Everybody's left in bewilderment,
Each feeling anger and suspicion,
That the other was the heir apparent,
To the millionaire's priceless collection.


Little did they know that a sweet young thing,
Was leaving Bermuda with a huge wide grin,
Why the grin, and the upturned chin ?
Because she was the heir to everything !


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