Hypocrite - Poem by Juan Olivarez
The almighty dollar is not for you.
You need to do your thing for love.
No matter what you choose to do.
Of dirty money you've had enough.
But I can make money all day,
Because we are different you and I.
When I do something I need the pay,
My expensive tastes I can't deny.
But you should donate all your time,
That's just the thing to do.
Get evil money out of your mind,
It's filthy and it's rotten too.
But can you buy this book of mine?
It's the best work I've ever done.
The poems inside are so divine,
Read them all, they're loads of fun.
8/10/10 Alton Texas
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