Ode To Money Poem by Ebenezer Ampadu
Ode To Money
Rating: ★5.0
Oh my brother!
Where art thou!
Are you safe?
Are you sick?
Don't get sick, my blood!
If you fall sick, I fall sick!
Donald Trump won't be happy neither!
So say strong, my mom's son!
Never get sick!
Then, I don't get sick!
(Worcester 2025)
Monday, December 1, 2025
Topic(s) of this poem: brother,mom,money,ode,sick,son
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7/27/2026 10:36:29 PM # rel_20260727T173023Z_37e450e
' money is the sixth sense without which the other five senses can not be used' the quote goes like this.