Money Is Loved By Many
I am surely not after money
Like a bee after sweet honey
This World is to me funny
Here riches make life sunny
For money all are deeply craving
And so are very crookedly behaving
For ten generations are just saving
Poor man's chances, they are shaving
They spend money like a lunatic
And are thinking like an eccentric
Currency notes make them ecstatic
They appear to me damn pathetic
They squander money on luxury
Care not for those in penury
They are always in a hurry
For them I feel greatly sorry
Father and mother will be hungry
Toward them, they will be angry
To feed parents, they won't agree
Their hearts are shabbily ugly
They will lead a lavish life-style
To none, kind words, they will mail
To show generosity, they will fail
From devil greed, they will ail.
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