Loose Change
If I had a nickel, I'd sell something,
flip it to a dime.
If I had a dime, I'd stand around and
loiter,
maybe someone would hand me
a quarter.
If I had a quarter, I'd bet it on a pony,
win, and get me a dollar.
Heck! If I had that dollar,
everything up to that, why even bother.
Copyright © Kenneth Brenner | Year Posted 2019
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