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!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
he he, quite so! :)