Money Tree Poem by Chan Mongol

MONEY TREE


In different position we get different look;

With different items differently we cook.

All creatures are cordially acceptable;

But don't do intimacy with low people!

I should have learned my past lesson;

Why with low class in old age relation?

A family life never meant for me;

Why bending to go below the knee?

Over those years they robbed me;

In my prime life, I was their money tree.

If I win a Jackpot, I will give away money;

Until then, later for you honey!