Everyone and thing has a price
When we are out there and don't play nice
Perhaps you do not want to know what it's about
You'll take the money and just get out
For doing right can be on a sliding scale
Sometimes you win and sometimes you fail
And then it's just wanting to get out
Money becomes the icing on the cake - with and not without.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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