An Empty Wallet
My forever hungry wallet.
It's just impossible to have you satiated.
Let alone keep your stomach full.
The notes and coins in your pockets,
They are gone and null;
From hundreds to tens, thousands to hundreds.
My ever greedy wallet.
How greedy can you ever get.
You gulp down 'grands' at one go
And take pride in being plump.
But when you come out for a spurge
And show the skinny ones your fat tummy.
It only worries me later
That you'll be lean and thin again.
Now see what you've done.
All of my money's spent and gone.
Only if you were not so empty,
Only if you had some pity
For me, you wouldn't be such a pain in my ass.
To have you carried around without any cash.
And this is as ugly as it ever gets,
When you're nothing but an empty wallet.
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