Money

Money, money, money,

Almighty corrupter of kings,

Tastin’ as sweet as honey

Yet bitter as the wasp stings;

Breaking us like bean stalks

W/ all the anxiety it brings…

If money sure talks,

O how greater it sings!

Harpin’ up another altercation,

Hair-pullin’ and holler to be had

About e’ery damn dollar spent

Between dear mom and dad

Always bickering about rent,

Insurance and inflation…

I guess green’s the guillotine

Of e’ery glorious nation.