One Dollar Poem by H.D. Griffiths

One Dollar



I've lined the pockets of the fattest fat cats.
Gambled on,
lost and won by the hoodest of hood rats.

From the limest of lime light.
To strippers with stagefright,
I lived in a tumultuous way.
I am just a dollar bill,
roll me up and snort your life away.

Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: cats
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