The Regret of Debt
There will be no land of milk and honey,
to those who live spending other people’s money.
To the gods of debt in a liturgical dance,
you will join in with each cash advance.
There will be high interest rates you will have to pay.
The amounts get bigger with each passing day.
Did you think those amounts would just go away?
If you do not pay them, they are going to stay.
If you live each day overburdened with debt,
each thoughtless purchase you are going to regret.
Do not pay high interest rates until your dying day.
With those credit offers, just stay away.
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