goldenrod
06-06-2008, 10:51 AM
Grey of face
poor Abe Lincoln stares
from the dollared bill
where he so sadly fares!
His wistful eyes
say that he would like no truck
with this piece of paper
that they call five bucks!
Gaunt of visage
and delicately lean,
he thinks his presence
is cursed obscene!
"In God We Trust",
a promissory note!
The whole idea,
sticks in his throat!
For he well remembers
the catastrophic, when...
they turned Gold and Silver
into the FRN!
goldenrod.
poor Abe Lincoln stares
from the dollared bill
where he so sadly fares!
His wistful eyes
say that he would like no truck
with this piece of paper
that they call five bucks!
Gaunt of visage
and delicately lean,
he thinks his presence
is cursed obscene!
"In God We Trust",
a promissory note!
The whole idea,
sticks in his throat!
For he well remembers
the catastrophic, when...
they turned Gold and Silver
into the FRN!
goldenrod.