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The Unseen Cost of Dead Presidents
Money does not walk anymore.
It talks as if he were a dead best friend
that has let me down.
I want to nudge it
send it to loved ones
with a note saying:
"sorry this is all the talk I got."
Benjamin Franklin has closed his eyes
he stubbles a hundreds time a day
often into the wrong hands,
I don't even speak to him now.
Grant apologizes
for his shabby appearance,
and how he cannot now stretch
500 dimes.
A 2 Thousand year old mummy -
worth money
haunts dollar store shops
seeking Lincolns grave,
I could answer that;
it's now in my pocket
buried deep.
Copyright ©
Eric Ashford
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