An Old Tightwad Poem by Francis Duggan

The passing of the Seasons has left her looking gray
She is one who has known a far better day
She owns her own house and she drives her own car
But for one tighter with money than she is one might have to go far
Her favourite phrase ' money is my true friend'
And she misses every dollar that she has to spend
With teenage great grandchildren her husband dead for ten years
But 'twas not for him that she shed any tears
But at the cost of his burial she did feel heartache
Though for him she did not even have a wake
'Tis said in assets and money she's a multi millionaire
But with her descendants any she does not share
Though in death she cannot take her wealth with her she does not have a will
The one who wept at the cost of her husband's funeral bill.