Dollar Dollar Bill

Money is what everyone craves, but not everyone has
It has slipped through the grasp of many
Some have a sixth sense when it comes to the magical hue 
Green is the preferred color 
Jackson has become a personal mentor 
Those on the quest to meet all of the presidents,
find themselves continuously on the prowl
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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