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Not Enough Money For the Month

Not Enough Money for the Month By Elton Camp Many old folks thought they were secure And could enjoy life in old age for sure But when their portfolios went south Found themselves down in the mouth Even the money they struggled to save Only a very tiny amount of interest gave Rising medical costs and medicine bills Only added to their many financial ills So desperately-needed money to earn Back to work some have had to return The jobs they find are mainly low-paying “Welcome to Wal-Mart” many are saying No matter how much their feet may ache To fail to smile and speak is a mistake To continue to keep a roof over their head Old people must work until they’re dead

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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