I mean this quite literally.
Buy a Tiffany-style lamp..
I'm beaming (quite witerally).

I suddenly feel like
I'm worth so much more,
I feel like I'm rich..
Ma lampe, j'adore!
On the table it stands,
all shiny and new,
produced by skilled artisans,
welded, no glue.
Rolled stained glass,
five hundred and four,
with six lacquered jewels,
(who's keeping score?)
I've never owned
an heirloom before.
I feel like I'm royal,
a peasant no more!
If it falls on the floor,
it will be a travesty!
But 'til that day comes,
please call me "Your Majesty".










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