A Twenty Pound Note (Days Journey) Poem by nic hillen

Crisp and fresh at the start of my journey
I come at a price your have to earn me
Stored in the bank then im disbursed
Through a hole in the wall and straight in your purse
No time to rest im changing hands
And into the shops till im slammed
Shut away with familiar faces
When im exchanged, another replaces
Stuffed into the pocket of a strangers jeans
Unscruffed and straightened then stuffed in a machine
In I go, pushed in at an angle
Used and abused for the sake of a gamble
Left in the dark, then out a few of us springs
Me and another Is what this gambiler wins
Lead away but not very far
Handed over for a round of drinks at the bar
Before I could rest I was exchanged again
placed on a table with to creepy old men
I hoped I wouldn't be stopped here long
The men got excited and I was slipped in a thong
After the show I was pulled out from below
Rolled into a tube that she put in her nose
Then I was placed into the palm of a shady chap
That folded me in half and passed the girl a wrap
Added to a stack were we all looked the same
On a green table in a high stake card game
I reached the biggest pile and the player made a fuss
Cause he just won me and many more in a bluff
Swepted us off the table in a black brief case
Next thing I knew I was transferred into a safe
Get a chance to rest till the next cycle that I make
don't love me to much though or your be tempting fate
Im the cause of your greed, gluttony, envy and lust
But you still desire me cause I am a must