09-02-2016, 02:54 AM
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I see a cricket on a dime.
Passing the perch of monetary significance,
I chance to listen to its chime;
the crowds careen around the subtle performance.
Well, a question catches me in a bind
constricting calm with cognitive dissonance,
"Do I find this a fortune and redefine refined,
or consent to financial indifference?"
The coins are falling out of my pocket.
The coins could by ME some chocolates? Exotic chocolates . . .
The stage supports the will engaged
while supplying no fundamental sustenance,
but the creature's needs are best assuaged
in captivating its targeted audience.
Well, I won't invest or waste my hard earned wages
on risky expenses or capitalistic impudence.
Then again, all men (human) know a woman who gauges
her companions by the confidence she'll influence.
The coins falling out of my pocket could buy YOU some chocolates. . . exotic chocolates!
The coins could build you a rocket. . . and launch it
*sway hips suggestively
A glimpse of this cricket's persistence, this instance
(on a currency of cosmic inconsequence),
convinces me dismissal of fiscal assistance
is complacence, not economic incompetence.
For, if a frugal existence consists of collecting this ten cents
while preventing any pecuniary incontinence,
I could accumulate millions of dollars through the contents
of continuous sidewalk reconnaissance!
So, the coins falling out of my pocket could build US a rocket, and launch it,
but the coins keep falling, and no one's stopping.
Original
I saw a cricket on a dime
it was a perch of monetary significance
so i commenced to listen to its chime
and heard a chirp of considerable magnificence
well a question crept up of a kind
to cause me curious cognitive dissonance
if i ever find a fortune could i redefine refined
to fit my furious financial indifference
the coins are fallin out of my pocket
the coins could buy me some chocolates, exotic chocolates
the shiny stage had been engaged
in providing no fundamental sustenance
for the creatures need were best assuaged
in captivating its targeted audience
well i wont invest or waste my hard earned wages
on risky expenses of capitalistic impudence
then again all men human know a woman who gauges
her companions by the confidence she'll influence
the coins fallin out of my pocket could buy YOU some chocolates, exotic chocolates
the coins could build you a rocket and launch it
a glimpse of this crickets persistence this instance
on a currency of cosmic inconsequence
has since then convinced me dismissal of fiscal assistance
is complacence for economic incompetence
for if a frugal existence consists of collecting this ten cents
and preventing against pecuniary incontinence
you could accumulate potentially billions through the nonsensical contents
of continuous continental concrete reconnaissance
the coins fallin out of my pocket could build US a rocket and launch it
but the coins keep droppin and im not stoppin
I see a cricket on a dime.
Passing the perch of monetary significance,
I chance to listen to its chime;
the crowds careen around the subtle performance.
Well, a question catches me in a bind
constricting calm with cognitive dissonance,
"Do I find this a fortune and redefine refined,
or consent to financial indifference?"
The coins are falling out of my pocket.
The coins could by ME some chocolates? Exotic chocolates . . .
The stage supports the will engaged
while supplying no fundamental sustenance,
but the creature's needs are best assuaged
in captivating its targeted audience.
Well, I won't invest or waste my hard earned wages
on risky expenses or capitalistic impudence.
Then again, all men (human) know a woman who gauges
her companions by the confidence she'll influence.
The coins falling out of my pocket could buy YOU some chocolates. . . exotic chocolates!
The coins could build you a rocket. . . and launch it
*sway hips suggestively
A glimpse of this cricket's persistence, this instance
(on a currency of cosmic inconsequence),
convinces me dismissal of fiscal assistance
is complacence, not economic incompetence.
For, if a frugal existence consists of collecting this ten cents
while preventing any pecuniary incontinence,
I could accumulate millions of dollars through the contents
of continuous sidewalk reconnaissance!
So, the coins falling out of my pocket could build US a rocket, and launch it,
but the coins keep falling, and no one's stopping.
Original
I saw a cricket on a dime
it was a perch of monetary significance
so i commenced to listen to its chime
and heard a chirp of considerable magnificence
well a question crept up of a kind
to cause me curious cognitive dissonance
if i ever find a fortune could i redefine refined
to fit my furious financial indifference
the coins are fallin out of my pocket
the coins could buy me some chocolates, exotic chocolates
the shiny stage had been engaged
in providing no fundamental sustenance
for the creatures need were best assuaged
in captivating its targeted audience
well i wont invest or waste my hard earned wages
on risky expenses of capitalistic impudence
then again all men human know a woman who gauges
her companions by the confidence she'll influence
the coins fallin out of my pocket could buy YOU some chocolates, exotic chocolates
the coins could build you a rocket and launch it
a glimpse of this crickets persistence this instance
on a currency of cosmic inconsequence
has since then convinced me dismissal of fiscal assistance
is complacence for economic incompetence
for if a frugal existence consists of collecting this ten cents
and preventing against pecuniary incontinence
you could accumulate potentially billions through the nonsensical contents
of continuous continental concrete reconnaissance
the coins fallin out of my pocket could build US a rocket and launch it
but the coins keep droppin and im not stoppin
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches