Money

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Opened Star Wars Action...

Opened Star Wars Action Figures

I had all of the original Star Wars action figures that were sealed in their packs.
My ex-friend...

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Lotto

Lotto

Okay I bought it
the winning lotto ticket
I can dream can't I

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5 Million

Last year, I found five million dollars in a briefcase.
The owners want it back, I'm constantly...

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Har Meggido...A Tell Awaits

Har Meggido...A Tell Awaits

The site awaits, now forlorn, dust bleaching the ragged rocks
towering over the flat terrain...

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Three Lousy Bucks!

Three Lousy Bucks!

When I got a job, the boss didn't tell me what he would pay.
That low life piece of scum only gave...

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In our own little bubble

We live in our own little bubble
Dealing with our own little troubles
Unaware of the fact...

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Mistake

Sorrow fills my heart
I lost something I love
A job I wanted
But lost
because...

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Isn't It Funny

Isn't it funny
How they built this country. . .

On a foundation of money?

No love...

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Connected

Connected

In the Summer of 1964, I was dealing in coins full time;
Foreign ones were really hot then, the...

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To find what makes me happy

To find what makes me happy

I hate this season in my life
Could I have asked for something better?
Small mistakes had...

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WE KNEW THE WILL, WE DIDN&...

WE KNEW THE WILL, WE DIDN'T KNOW THE WHEN

In our hands we have seen, we have touched, we have given, and we have received...

We have poured...

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The Thousand Dollar Lunch

The Thousand Dollar Lunch

Back in the late 1970’s, I was making lots of bucks;
I was looking for a tax shelter, where some...

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The Bitcoin Cometh

The Bitcoin Cometh

Getting near the end of my journey

going to miss all this new stuff a-coming

The future is...

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things are not always what...

things are not always what they seem

I'm going to cry when
the house goes through
I'm going to sob myself
till I'm sick...

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Can I Be a Bee

Can I Be a Bee

I do not want to be remade
I would much rather be a bee
Waiting to flee from the weighed...

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Sold

Sold

My currency of love is still Hugs.

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Las Vegas nights...

Las Vegas nights...

Flights arriving in the Las Vegas skies, I sold my soul for the sound of chips
I got my key card...