Money For Nothing Poem by Phil Soar

Money For Nothing



I found some money lying in the gutter
I picked it up and wondered what to do
With lots of reasons not to find the owner
I booked a trip to fly to Timbuktu
The guilt however made me feel quite awful
I turned up at the airport the next day
I gave my ticket to a migrant worker
And watched as he took it and flew away

Friday, June 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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