Put it on the card; write a check, can I owe you?
An empty pocket leads to an empty stomach; an empty stomach leads to an empty mind
The world is broke and hungry, the world is a joke and angry
Charge it, cash on delivery, empty promises of dues, take the easy way out man,
Why don't they sell just one bullet? Are they so rude they want the rest of a dead man's money?
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I would like to translate this poem
This poem really speaks to the everyday frustrations I encounter... I'm glad I could read someone else's take on similar experiences and feelings... Great Job!