The rich man

The rich man
I saw this rich man walking down the street
He had Adidas on his feet
With a solid gold tooth,
That shined as he talked.
With money in his pocket,
That jingled as he walked.
He walked by the flower girl's
Whose baskets smelled of honey
With his face full of care
And his mind full of money.
I saw this rich man,
He never saw me.
So i see more then the rich man can see.