Two Cents' Worth
I am writing this post as part of Write Tribe's "Two Cents' Worth" prompt for Wednesday. My apologies for being a day late, but better late than never, right?
Hey Big Spender, listen to me, please
Do you think that money grows on trees?
You spend, spend, spend with no end in sight
Your credit card bills are an awful fright!
And do you really need to buy all this stuff?
Don’t you already have enough?
Bet your bottom dollar that soon you’ll see
Buying things doesn’t set you free,
The fact is things just take up more space
They make you trip and fall on your face,
This is my two cents' worth or more like a dimeHope you’ll actually listen to me this time!
haha... nice one. Sadly, very few listen unless they find themselves at the edge of poverty or true distress.ReplyDelete
That was actually fun but with so much truth. :)ReplyDelete
We don't listen and then, when we grow old, we find ourselves in the midst of clutter and wonder how that all happened. I'm wondering how to get rid of stuff even as I bring more stuff home. Old habits are hard to break. AlanaReplyDelete
So very true! Love it.ReplyDelete
Ha ha...good one. Just a wild thought....credit cards should be made from currency notes material, so at least the wear n tear will force spenders to pause.ReplyDelete
hehehe this poem is so apt for me :P It was like you were talking directly to me ... wonderful write :)ReplyDelete