(This is a fictional poem)

I was a rich Hollywood producer but now I'm broke.
My last film ruined my career and that's no joke.
I didn't know that my movie would flop.
My wife left me because there was no money for her to shop.
It's embarrassing to go from being a millionaire to being in the unemployment line.
I just got a new job, does anybody need their shoes shined?

Randy Johnson

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