Money

 

Money makes you round eyed,

Or square eyed,

Money makes you open arms

And legs wide,

Money makes you feel dirty

Inside,

 

Money makes your scruples run and hide,

Money gives you lots of false pride,

Money makes you take friends

For a ride.

 

Money makes you blind

So you can’t see

Injustice and cruelty.

Money makes you treat people

Like toys

Money makes you act like naughty boys.

 

Money makes landlords

Demand high rents

So families end up in tents.

Money makes you hate

What you’ve become

Money strips life of

All fun.

Till you wish your course

Was run

 

Money is the bullets

In the gun

At your head

Spend, Spend

Now you’re dead.

Hope £ less

Soul £ less

Life £ less

What a £… ing mess!