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If I Had A Lot Of Money

If I had a lot of money

I would make the world a little more funny.

If I had a lot of money

I would create scholarships

For “liberal studies” majors,

Because the world needs more jokes.

If I had a lot of money

I would buy a TV station

And have it play “Groundhog Day”

On repeat forever, because irony.

If I had a lot of money

I would buy all the yachts

And rename them after penis puns

Then sell them back to their original owners,

But only the ones who didn’t laugh

Because rich people who don’t laugh at penis puns

Are the reasons I write poems like this in the first place.

If I had a lot of money

I would apologize to the liberal studies majors

But only because I prefer a leafless pool.

If I had a lot of money

I would eat really well,

But never what was on the menu

And always something with lots of cinnamon

Because cinnamon farming is hard work

And those guys deserve support,

But also because I really like cinnamon.

If I had a lot of money

I would defund the space program

And put that money into teleportation research

Because seriously people, priorities!

If I had a lot of money

I would roll in my money,

But only the paper bills

And only once,

And whenever I paid people with that money

I would look sheepish

Because my paper money was all wrinkled

And because I’m a nice guy

Despite having a lot of money

And because I kind of look like a sheep.

If I had a lot of money

It would be because people bought my books.

Just sayin’.

If I had a lot of money

I wouldn’t have a fancy car

Because women already like me plenty

And to show my support for teleportation research.

If I had a lot of money

I would have a dog named cinnamon

And a yacht named “Twenty-Thousand Leagues Under the D.”

If I had a lot of money

I would have so much money

That money could buy me love.

I’d buy love for all the people I’ve hurt

With my poetry these last few years

And for the liberal studies majors

Who aren’t going to find it any other way.

If I had a lot of money

I would be very rich.

Until then, I’m voting Bernie Sanders.

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…Too Much, Apparently

Despite being a poet, 

With all the hype,

I am not

The wealthy type.

I think people

Are happiest

Without what’s fastest,

Newest, best.

Buy all that changed

When I saw you,

So bright and lovely

And oh so new.

You smelled of love

I’d long forgot,

And I liked it.

I wanted it a lot.

So now I’ve approached.

In your eyes I am lost,

And so I must ask:

How much do you cost?

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The Big Winner

I won! I won! I actually won!

I won the lottery!

In the next few days, a ten-dollar check

Will be mailed straight to me!

     

You’ve no idea how much joy

Through which my heart has went.

That ticket was the best twenty bucks

I think I’ve ever spent.

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Game of War?

I’ll pay ten dollars

For a movie ticket,

Five bucks to see

A game of cricket,

A hundred to Scuba

And get the bends.

Why won’t I pay three

To have no ads on Words with Friends?

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Buying Lays

Money’s not a good way

To get her in the sack,

But it’s pretty darn effective

If you want to buy a snack. 

  

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‘Murica!

This poem is short

And not very funny,

Just like tax day

And my new lack of money.

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Tipping Point

Twenty-five percent at breakfast,
And again for lunch and dinner.
It’s come as no surprise
That I am getting thinner.

Five dollars to the bus driver,
Ten dollars for the maid,
A fifty dollar dinner
If I’m wanting to get laid.

I’d tip my chiropractor,
But that isn’t apropos.
Sometimes I tip a homeless guy
I do not even know.

As you can see, I am
A very easy tipper.
Here’s a buck for reminding me
To examine my zipper.

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The Money/Trees Quandary: A Contemporary discussion of the Fiscal and Sociological Impacts of Wild Currency

If money grew on trees
We’d see fewer thieves,
And we’d have a new perspective
On the growing of mint leaves.

If money grew on trees
The forests would be shining
And all the coins as foliage
Would cut back the need for mining.

If money grew on trees
Then natural selection
Would show us who new world leaders are
Before their big election.

If money grew on trees
Interest in forests would grow.
No one would buy stocks;
Their investments would really grow.

If money grew on trees
Fewer fires would start via smoker
And Casinos all would move outside
For better games of poker.

If money grew on trees
One question still remains
Which raises important fiscal concerns:
What happens when it rains?

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If you say “I’d save it,” you’re lying.

If I had a million bucks

I might buy a million ducks

Who would have a million ducklings

And I could watch them grow.

 

If I had a million bucks

I’d load them in a million trucks

And bring them around the country

To find their perfect doe.

 

If I had a million bucks

I’d wear a pair of diamond chucks

And a platinum pillow

For when I need to snore.

 

If I had a million bucks

In cash or deer or even ducks

I wouldn’t spend it prudently.

Perhaps that’s why I’m poor.

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Finance for Dummies

People like having money
And they like buying things,
But choose one of those passions
And the other gets lost.

Until now, that is!
Now you can live like kings
With the finest of fashions
And none of the cost!

(Trumpet Fanfare)

I present to you the credit card!
A source of endless joy
That gives you all that you desire.
Just swipe your tears away!

And if you use the whole thing up,
Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!
You’ll the friendly screeching tires
Of some bankers making sure you’re okay.

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