My Money Tree
My Money Tree
I once had a money tree in my back yard but it died from being ‘picked on’ too much.
One time my money tree was being picked on by so many it had a ‘counter-fit’.
Shorty before my money tree died it was looking for love and found a DOLL-ER. (a person who makes dolls for a dollar).
Needless to say, my money tree fell in love with the DOLL-ER but could not make ‘cents’ of the ‘change’.
My money tree spent its entire life in the ‘sum’.
My lasting tribute to my money tree says a life ‘well spent’
For the only thing that goes faster than a dollar is life.
Copyright © John Hardison | Year Posted 2020
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