When Money Grows Sparse

My finance is getting no better Fast is thinning my purse My pocket is now a deep crater Where money is growing sparse! Spending what came was my craze Bucks pouring in didn't stay Blissfully forgot the adage Keep aside for rainy day! I spent my earn on what not Bought everything catching eye Possessed by the only thought Should spend last penny fore I die! It had gone like this for years I went on a spending spree Till one fine morn in tears Bade me goodbye the last penny! Now in old age and low spirit With money dimming too faint I can no more be a spendthrift With my purse's meager remnant! Laments soul my unheard muse If only you had paid me heed Put all those money to better use And not just cared for own need!