“Today, Tomorrow, and Always”
Oh, how unlucky is for thee,
I wish I had a money tree.
Medical bills will soon pile high;
I wish dollar coins would fall from the sky.
One bill after another comes flying in;
I’d just dug out from ast ones – guess I can’t win.
I catch those pesky bills that always kick my butt.
Hey, wait! I need to feed my hundred-pound mutt!
The wallet is empty. Not even dust.
Yet everyone wants money, as it’s a must.
Money burns a hole right through my drawers;
I have no water or rugs on my floor.
I’m so cold; my furnace is out; I have icicles on my nose.
My water pipes are white with frost — most likely frozen.
Cooking’s impossible–the power’s shut off.
I’m suffering with this nasty, irritating cough.
Doc won’t see me. I have no money;
I act like a bitch, now, isn’t that funny?
Can’t get medical help any which way.
They turned me down, no cash, said “Go away.”
This is the truth; it happened today.
Times are getting worse day by day.
Oh, how unlucky it is to be me–
I wish I had a huge money tree.

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