The Money Limbo Poem by Etienne Charilaou
The Money Limbo
My money's gettin' lower.
I still ain't got no mower.
The grass is gettin' higher,
an' I can't fix the flat tire.
I'm doin' the money limbo!
It's the only dance I know.
Windows black on that limo.
But inner riches never crow!
Monday, February 27, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
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5/4/2024 1:12:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
he he, quite so! :)