Saturday, March 2, 2013

money

money
is hot in some
hands.
cold
in others.
some bury it
in a can
in the yard
while others
play the market.
live large
like kings without
countries.
money makes
you sleep well,
or lose sleep.
money
corrupts, or
makes you a
saint.
money doesn't
grow on
trees your
mother used
to say,
sitting at
the table cutting
coupons
for lemonade.
some have their
first nickel,
while others
have a plan
to get yours
out of your tight
gripped hand.

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