It Was a Good Morning Until
It was a good morning until…
I lost a hundred-dollar bill.
I cried “Oh no!
Why is this so?”
It was a good morning until…
the mail brought a bill for a mil.
My tears did flow.
I cried with woe.
It was a good morning until…
I wrote a bad check for the bill.
To jail I go.
It’s sad, I know.
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