My Funny Money
Money are so naughty and cunning,
They behave just stunning.
I go out – they follow me,
I come back – they harrow me.
They don’t want to come back home,
They would like a bit more to roam.
They sometimes don't want to go home with me at all.
They would like a bit more to stroll.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska (Odessa, Ukraine)
The 2nd of October, 2011
<Deleted User> (9554)
Mon 3rd Oct 2011 19:42
Hi Larisa (Whose surname I cannot pronounce.)
I think you should go on with this poem; it's got potential. By coincidence I have already blogged a poem called "Funny Money" So there!!