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Money Money Money

Money is a rabid dog
that does not need affection ...
If we throw a bone
farther, farther
it will fetch indefinitely ...
For some money
it's a distant past,
for others it is future ...
money for savings
rides a bicycle ...
money for speculation
at the light speed ...
Money is a ship
manned without pilot
automatic ... needs
operator ...
Money waits and
fosters crises for
snap up capital and
accumulate...
Money has the
maxim: "luxury is right"
for those who have it, naturally ...
Money dresses up as a tycoon
when the business is wasting ...
and banker when the case
is to catch money from others ...
Money is not an instrument,
he is the boss ... the most
well served finer he treats ...
Money is to enrich the rich,
and to impoverish the poor ...
Money when it is called capital.
is a predator of economies ...
society cannot control it
and choking alone ..
He is Robin Hood in reverse:
steals from the poor to
deliver to the rich ...!

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