Jim O'Donnell

Rookie (That old my birth certs is expired / Glasgow)

Money - Poem by Jim O'Donnell

The man with paper in his wallet
Keeps it deep within his pocket
Hopes it’s safe and tucked away
And no pick pockets about this day

Money it’s a funny thing
Without it what would be happening
The world would be a better place
And just may help our human race

No muggings no robbery too
Because money would have no value
Just help each other on our way
And live in perfect harmony

Chellaston 10 2 2010

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010

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