I Have A Piggy-Bank And A Top Hat Poem by Peter S. Quinn

I have a piggy-bank and a top hat
But nothing is coming in
I must have done something wrong at that
Perhaps I did a capitalism sin
My money is only few dollars and cents
Nothing to give from or take
I have bills to pay and eyes in ‘relents’
And always in restlessness I will wake

My piggy is red pinkish and bright
It is staring on to the future
I have nightmares for it each night
Because of its breaking (or opening suture)
Someone is taking all my money out
Though it is only a little...
And spreading it here and there about
So I feel so wasted and brittle

My piggy-bank talked to me (in my dreams) last night
It said it has had quite enough:
“Nothing is working out for the right
These savings up ideas of yours - only seems a bit rough”: -)
I couldn’t agree more with this - My Pinkish Pig!
Though I need to safe up for some stuff
It might seem unnecessary at times (and a ‘jig’)
But I (and all of us) live at times of a consumer’s bluff


I've come to the conclusion, in my poems and lyrics, that the rhyme word is the least important word in any given line, whilst before, with other poets and lyricists, it was often the most important word...; therefore, it’s my conclusion that no rhymes are clichés in such lines - because they are often so unimportant for the line as a whole, that the line could sometimes even do without the rhyme word…

Why then, put the rhyme in? To make it more singable, because I’m first of all a composer needing words/poem/lyrics to sing (and I started writing because I needed this) - and sometime in the past that was the only reason…

So away with every clichés, - if there ever was one! Your freedom has come, rhyme word!