At the end of the day
I looked in my pocket in dismay
to find nothing but one Fay*
Oh only one Fay
You will lead to my decay
I need to go to my mate's birthday
and buy a book from the display
I looked in my pocket in dismay
to find nothing but one Fay*
Oh only one Fay
You will lead to my decay
I need to go to my mate's birthday
and buy a book from the display
Oh only one Fay
Why today
Now my life is gray
I sat on the clay
watching the highway
Hope, I gave away
Suddenly I saw a beggar astray
I gave him my one Fay
But left in me a ray
of happiness as a spray
of hope's key way
Oh one Fay
You cheered me today
Fay=pound
written by Doaa Ayman



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