The Highway Of Exce$$ Poem by John F. McCullagh

The Highway Of Exce$$



The Highway of Exce$$


I'm just another failure
on the Highway of excess.
My children disrespect me,
and my wife is unimpressed.


These days a hundred thou$and
doesn’t get you very far.
I'm wearing last year's wardrobe
and I drive a pre-owned car.


My son's friends drive Mercedes
that their Daddy's dollars bought.
I bought my son a Nano.
Its an Indian import.

Ive got two kids in College
with tuition payments due.
Each year their teachers revise texts
And make you buy them new.

I dread the thirteenth of each month
When charge card bills arrive
They follow up with phone calls
To make sure I'm still alive.

I stimulate the economy
With cash I don't possess
I'm like Barrack Obama
On the highway of excess.

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