Marc O'Brien Poet Rhyme

Making Millions and Friends

There was a whiz kid 
Skilled at making a bid 
Getting all the right deals 
Being earnest never needing to steal 
Took a day off 
Claiming he had a cough 
Sneaked out to his favorite watering trough 
Where he sat all day 
Not getting any pay 
Taking another round 
Enjoying the best Busch in town 
“I head you like to fish
And get every wish” 
His friendly server said 
After the banker boy was well fed 
“Yes I do” 
Almost finishing drinking the brew 
“I call it good P.R
Like talking at a bar” 
Human interaction 
A successful amusement attraction 
Above in the television speakers 
There was information for entrepreneur seekers 
Hearing the business fellow 
Explaining something as he bellows 
Relaxing in the pub style cellar 
This young chap 
Not acting trapped 
Was ready to call it a wrap 
Upon leaving he mentioned something funny 
To those working for money 
They laughed 
Thinking this patron only knew how to do the math 
More importantly he was polite 
Providing their afternoon delight 
When things were done 
Ending talkative fun 
A stranger known to spin the lucky wheel 
Enjoyed having the urge do something so others heal 
It is not money one makes 
Instead the time it takes 
To talk and listen 
About where to be in a social position 
Choking on a tie 
Having to lie 
Or downing a few 
Living honest and true

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