Poem -

THE VISA GEEZER

Any store or shop this young man went 
He wasn't bothered how much money he spent
For this man was a very wealthy geezer
Paid for all his purchases with his trusty old Visa

No cash was carried by this young man 
His was this plastic card's biggest fan 
Food,clothes,household goods all paid for by card
When money is no object times are certainly not hard

Then one day disaster befell on this young chap 
Out of his pocket the Visa card did break and snap
No further purchases could no longer be bought 
Causing him to get angry,upset and fraught