Randy Freie Poet Rhyme

Pennies from Heaven

I rose up hard through the ranks,
Shining shineless shoes aglow.
Some just paid me with their thanks,
Some just a penny a toe!

On my long way to the top,
I shined tears from eye to eye.
Because sometimes shoes would stop,
Alas, most shoes just went by!

I sweat, I scrimped, and I slaved,
Put every penny away.
I knew every penny saved,
Would shine gold for me some day!

Had spit-polish dues to meet,
Singing the St. Louis Blues.
Saw more than a million feet,
And more than ten miles of shoes!

But every shoe that would stop,
Just one more penny to peck.
Till packs of pennies would drop,
And put gold around my neck!

All those precious pennies earned,
I fondly think on once more...
The golden rule's what I learned,
Now I own my own damn store!

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Paige Hind September 18, 2025 at 12:56 PM Oh, cool :) Randy Freie September 18, 2025 at 1:23 PM Hi Paige, pennies cost a penny and a half to make. No wonder our national deficit is in the stratosphere. No pennies from heaven for us! Better save your bucks, although, they're not worth much more. Maybe a rich aunt will shower you with a reflection of her affection!

Gershon Wolf September 17, 2025 at 7:56 PM Just remember the old adage: "A penny saved is -- no hedge against inflation." lol. Randy Freie September 18, 2025 at 1:29 PM Well, Brother Wolf, like I told Sister Paige, pennies cost more to make, than what they're worth! So, why save them? They might look impressive in a mason jar, only if you had ten million jars stuffed with them. Now that's the kind of currency you can count on! What say you, Brother Wolf?