With Minted Sweeteners

When your booty banked has tanked, Will you first think to give thanks? Or will you think of breaking ranks... Upon this dawning. Will you be a grumpy crank? Wishing for someone to spank. Or will you decide to think, This a warning? Your pennies now make less cents. Even if condensed to lint. But they're kept as sentiments, Like worthless pawnings. But somehow you kept your faith, A return to waste would take... A slower pace believed? Don't grieve! How about a ha ha, He he Ho ho hum out to you? Would you like that spread on cheese? With a cup of tea with that too? Since the ooo ooo Of your boo hoo days are here. And everything about them, Neared. But you sought clarity! How about a ha ha, He he Ho ho hum out to you? Would you like that spread on cheese? With a cup of tea with that too? Since the ooo ooo Of your boo hoo days are here. And everything about them, Neared. But you sought clarity! With minted sweeteners.