Money

Money o lovey Money 
It's been talked about somewhere 
It's been made elsewhere 
Some worry about it 
Others cry over it 
While those who have much of it 
Lavish and hide some in concretes 
Sometimes induces the heart beat 
Most time gives your body a nice treat 
Many are living for it 
More have died for it 
Most are in hell for it 
Forth, Comfort  isn't the 
Essence of life 
But she brings plenty of that 
When you earn her love 
Most time that entails 
Sweat and blood
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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