Filled To Overflowing
I wish I had lots of moneyA beautiful, intelligent wife
And my brood of children
With a great big house
With lots of land surrounding it
Two or three cars
I wish God would bless me
In this most awesome way
But I have to live with
The poverty level of my real life
The loneliness of being single
Without any children of my own
In the long run though
I have no real complaints
I'm just glad that my cup
Is already filled to overflowing
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