Another Day, Another Dime Poem by Ruben Tover

Another Day, Another Dime



The Love of Money, root to evil all.
The Need of money, route to the Mall.
A Penny earned, A penny saved,
Your dollars burn, your job is waived.
Quarter copper, Nickles silver,
Values equal, tomorrows sequel.
You need to eat, waters' fine,
Another day, another dime.

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The frustration of being layed off from work.1993
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