188 - Dosh

I'm so crap with money

It really isn't funny

As crazy as it sounds

This poem cost me twenty pounds

Getting paid is nice

But hobbies are my vice

And soon it seems like ages

Until I get my next wages

I tried selling poetry books

But just got some funny looks

And in a fit of depression

I went on a spending session

If I may be so brash

I'd love unlimited cash

I bet I could still spend the lot

Maybe buy a massive yacht

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This poem appears in the book World’s Bestest Poetry Volume Two, available from the Shop!