Cash (#13 of 365)

I find it kinda funny,

How you think about money,

Like it grow on trees,

Or beg for it on knees,

Work is unheard of,

Cash in from love,

But you be out in the cold,

If you think you can hold,

On to my cash,

With the beat of a lash,

Time to roll up your sleeves,

Before everyone up and leaves.

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