Cash Id

"Credit or debit" the cashier asked
On my last trip to the store
"Cash" says I and got a funny look
Says she,"No one uses cash anymore
 
 "I know my money's good", says I
"I worked hard enough to make it
And I'll just go to another store
If you don't want to take it."
 
"No," says she "I can take it
But for your information
Before  I do I will need
A picture identification."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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