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M O N E Y

                                                      M O N E Y

Money can buy almost anything                                     Money is nessary for clothing, shelter and food
Numberless are the blessings it ca bring.                       It can put the saddest in a goo mood.
With money some people are glad                                 They say money is the route of all evil
Without it many are sad.                                                 But it's the love of it and man's evil will.
Some people will do anything to get money.                  The love of money sets brother against brother
Once they ger the act funny.                                          Sister against sister even mother against father.
Money can allow you to go many places.                      Money brings different classes together 
On it there are many different faces.                             Or makes them war against each other.
Money is the foundation of wealth.                                Money comes in many nominations 
The one thing it can't buy is good health.                      It even separates the religious organizations.
Money separates classes and races.                            Money and the things it can do,
It allows one to live in certain places.                            Check you heart and to yourself be true 
Without money one is considered to be poor.               Are you soliciting those less fortunate than you?
That's why people try to get more and more.                Or are you helping the underprivileged too?
People keep their money in banks.                               There's a good use for money I've found
Once they get it they don't give thanks.                        And there's enough to go around.
Life seems to revolve around the money game,           Then all will be at liberty and we can eradicate poverty.
Whether drug money,blood money it's all the same.     The world would be a better place for the human race.
Man will rob, lie or steal to get it.                                   So let's learn to give and let the dying live 
There's no limit to the sins man will commit.                 So if you are rich, then give, give, give.
 

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