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March 17, 2012
Nobody ever counts their pennies anymore,
Small change just doesn’t matter.
The only sound to be heard at the till,
Is when the credit cards clatter.
Nobody minds being in debt now,
It doesn’t have the stigma it had.
People just pay off their interest,
Which to me seems terribly sad.
Nobody really owns anything,
We all live in fantasy land.
It seems that as fast as we earn the money,
It slips through our fingers like sand.
Nobody is teaching prudence these days,
People think she’s a fluffy black cat.
Well, we certainly need to have luck on our side,
Or a Daddy – who’s wallet is fat.
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