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Up Monster

money piles

up

somewere

 

like a monster snowball

 

which eats up

whatever cash

stands in its way

 

gluttonous

monotonous

obscene

nightmare

far removed from

a dream

— Lenny of Cohen, Nov 02, 2007

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dbrock

18 years 7 months ago

Lenny…I’m really feeling

Lenny...I'm really feeling this one today, as I'm running off to the bank for funds! :) Enjoyed the read! donna
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IKnowNoBox

18 years 7 months ago

Up Monster....

money piles,well gotto have money for clothes don't we ...er I mean you ...if in deed you do....you know....I had a dream that the system went boink and earning money was easy and spending it was hard,people stood in lines to give 45 percent of their income away,and had to chase down people they owed money to to make them take it.Nothing brings a great day at the office down like having to go home to a house full of money. Banks with incinarators eventually solved all the problems and the people worked without acumulating the dreaded pay.leaving only coins to get rid of. Just a dream, Dabbler