Increase
Increasing productivity.
From the bottom of bottomlessness.
Pointless old stuff.
You could buy a used car.
From all the coins.
If you melted down the coins.
Made a priceless statue.
Increasing productivity.
It’s soda cans worth less and less.
It’s an old dog collar when the dog died and no one cares.
It’s fish when you don’t have a fishing pole so you hop in the water and splash!
Filling up old cars with old engine oil, and even older rage.
Increasing.
Made a priceless statue.
The old soda at the bottom of a can.
Rust misbehaves.
If there was room for error?
I would be rich like engine oil and decay.
It increases.
In increments.
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