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Dirty Money?

Dirty Money?

Isn’t money just like water
Constantly on the flow
After you have parted with a fiver
God knows where it will go

After adding to a grocery till
Then getting paid out for someone’s change
Do your ever wonder where it ends up
I do but perhaps I think things strange

Filthy money, tho its valuable
There is no way it can be clean
Forever in different people’s hands
If you see what I mean

If a coin had a tracker on it
We would certainly get a surprise
Travelling hundreds of miles
A globetrotter in disguise

We never think to wipe it
Its not something that I’d do
But maybes I am unusual
Tell me please, do you ?

But seriously now, it makes me wonder
Could germs be spread by dirty cash ?
You never here of money going through a laundry wash

There are such words as money laundering
But that’s an entirely different thing
I know I’m waffling as I’m pondering
But I’m keeping this rhyme flowing

Anyways, moral of this ditty is
Wash your mitts when handling money
You don’t know where it’s been
Its probably minging, not being funny

 

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