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Bill Gates
written by: Tim Gallagher
8-28-2000
Finished on 10-28-2000

Hello, my name is Bill Gates
I've got it all, I own fate
I am dedicated and ambitious
Stories of my unhappiness - fictious

Yeah, I've got it all
I sometimes stumble
I sometimes fall
Sometimes I cry

Iron Bill they call me
But my heart's fleshmade
With my wallet up to bat
My happiness struck out

I've got lots of stuff
But the road's still rough
I still get sick
I still throw up

Someday when I die
And I'm not around
I hope people will
Remember me and say

Here lies the bones of a man
Who found truth, who was wise
But I'm afraid that instead
It'll be, "Hey, he's dead!"

Drag my bones through the gates
Down the hill to the opening
The pit dug in the earth
Toss me in, and cover me up

Hello, my name is Bill Gates
I had it all, I owned fate
But I'd give it all up
I'd give it all away


Reader's comments

October 30, 2000 - 02:46pm
Rachel G
*g* I like. I wonder if he would, though. It's good, it reminds us what really matters. And that you can't take it with you.
November 01, 2000 - 01:21pm
Carrie
Yay! I like that one a lot, Tim. Very nice. MY personal favorite:)
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