Picture poem (Money)
Mon
Eyis
The
Only
Thing
That keeps us alive
That keeps us happy that keeps
Us silent like sweet
Lollipops for
Infants, yet no
No man can have enough of this
Sweet sweet poison, that leaves
Us feeling broke—and makes
Grown men mope
Taste the mint take the
Hint, don’t stay up all night trying to get
That rich, acting with pure folly
Fall down and get a stitch
Now
You
Have
what
you
want