Sweat Rags for Spending

October 8, 2007 at 10:11 pm (Acrostic, Limerick, Poetry, Reflections: Magic of Love, Writing) ()

There once was a man with some cash
who’d collected a rather large stash.
He’d sniff it each day
‘fore he put it away
and he felt that it gave him much class.

Do you smell the
Odorous scent
Left over from
Legions of
Anxious American palms
Reeking of
Sweat?

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