He lived a life on his own to Rome around the streets with no home alone with his memories of his money like Capone. He saw a drown flying over his head reminiscing about flying over the med first class resting his head on the finest lining, signing checks for millions, designing rings for weddings with someone filling his glass a -lass times change with feeling. He lost it all now he’s kneeling in front strangers begging spare change a couple years back, back packing around the outback now his back pack is full of his entire life in a flash back. That’s where he saw her in an angora sweater, beauty of Monroe the lord never made better. He fed her glorious food, no laborious moods crude talk lead to walking a fine line, addicted to her sexual prim. No time at all signing over the mansion walls, passion called but as he placed ring he lost it all.


Montage Bay with martini checks, dreamy sunsets, no regrets Russian roulette with million pound bets. Cashing checks from the ex, after the complex plan was a success now she’s living like a princess. A villa in Budapest, a mansion in the Maldives a passion for real thieves always screaming for the P’s. Dreamt of the high life, a billionaire’s wife, married for riches then digging ditches without glitches. Only recognisable by finger rings what the fuck! A million bucks on nips and tucks new boobs and butt. New schemes in her black book with murderous melodies and killer hooks always looking out for young bucks, still fucked the older the holders of the finance. High romance rollers captured with a single glance. Behold her power fall in love within the hour sexual enslavement then leave um living on the pavement.


He said “Can you spare some change to change my life” as she passed by the sun in her eyes so she didn’t recognise him. Flipped a coin like she despised him, a penny just to patronise him simply not realising; the diamond on her finger was a one of a kind he almost cried as it blinded his eyes he recognised the design .He’d carved by his own hands a platinum band years ago from the outback lands. She shouted back “damn that body oda, aroma to leave you in a coma,” he’d given her everything that she owned “You don’t recognise me do you, I’m the fool who knew you before your stolen rich’s and with them fake posh pitches “He pointed to her gentleman friend and said “who’s this your next victim” She said “excuse me” loosely letting go of her partners hand, accusing me of what you little homeless man, begging Spare change like tramp! He said “You see I usta have it all until I met this girl, she stole my whole world now I sleep on street curled up in a ball to try and keep safe” He looked into the gentleman’s face “you don’t believe me let me prove my case” “That ring on her finger take it off and read inside” He took it off read it with tears in his eyes. Engraved the word forever yours all my love jack as he turned back he saw that name inside the beggars hat!