Just One Sniff Of Gin

L Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Money isn't capable, Of having it stretch... Past the eyes of the taxman. Nor can it be squeezed, Or pinched... Without a sighing moan to groan. Money as it is ('is') weak. And can make an oooweee ow... To dropp down, On the ground slipping quick... From greased and slickened, Mansion banners. You know, The spiral and wrap around kind. If you've been living high on a fat hog... Money isn't capable, Of passing the taxman's grasp. With a frisking that could last, Until the blood began to drip from cottage cheese. The diet we adopted! Provoked by the pinching of the squeeze. Money as it is ('is') weak. And can make an oooweee ow... To dropp down, On the ground slipping quick. Money can't be used to make the rich any richer. But it sure knows how to bring us all To our knees. Even 'if' you had it! No... Money can't be used to make the rich any richer. But it sure can bring a squell, To aging knees. Money isn't capable, Of having it stretch... Past the eyes of the taxman. But, A few dollars right now... Could buy me a 'sniff' of gin. Could buy me a 'sniff' of gin. Just one 'sniff' of Gin!

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