For all it's worth...
Outside of the 75% cotton,
25% linen fibers,
Green ink handicapped to dry,
a splash of cocaine,
with photos of
Histories Harlot's modeling wigs!
My bad, almost forgot about the coins...
Lincoln facing thee other way
Symbolizes the turning of his back
For being an abolitionist... Coincidental?
The coin with melanin has the least worth
Now that's some bullturd!
E Pluribus Unum's baptismal of 1956,
Resurrected $aint Moola... so now,
To have God folded in your pocket,
leased to your desire?
How about the cocaine-laced bills
Tithed by its drug trafficking congregation...
I'm sure Jesus never powdered his nose
Here' another one
Does your Faith become anorexic,
Due to a dieting billfold?
Well here's the problem... Worship
The idolater pains for painkillers
Those prayers receive signs of want
In excess of the necessities
Overlooking the brimming cup
We know, The Jones' sprinted from the womb,
Governing speeds for all,
Providing a breathtaking view of their backs...
Here's the blueprint to changing faith's?
Money can't buy a 6 oz can of hope
When the vehicle being driven
Inhale the fumes in the reserve
It can't afford a guarantee
To cure cancer the connoisseur
When free information about your
PH Balance is possibly boosting our alkaline
Killing the demonized salmon spawn
The noodle-wrapped pack of love which
Suffices the malnourished lovesick
Hasn't develop a barcode to date
The friendly lamb, which offers itself
Bares the rewards of foul offerings
Of a trailmix blended with money and friendship
Mixing the 2, it becomes business
A smile with wounds scab slowly
For stretching the sores that secure happiness
The second most sought after stability
Spending under serpent-like improvisions
We swallow spit made for spew
Searching its dung for joy
Just remember money can't afford
You and your loved ones, A Tomorrow!
Some Money Bullturd Minted On This Day, 08-Twenty-Something-2013