Couldn’t even think about using plastic.
And bartering would get him thrown out of the joint.
So he took out his wallet and began pulling out fives.
Hoping he had brought enough to make it rain.
Couldn’t even think about using plastic.
And bartering would get him thrown out of the joint.
So he took out his wallet and began pulling out fives.
Hoping he had brought enough to make it rain.
Couldn’t spend his money fast enough
All the things were needed, and they were needed yesterday
So when he went to check out, he was short the amount needed
He looked to his mom. She sighed and pulled out her credit card. Happy birthday?
Image: newcastlebeach.org/images/wad-of-cash.jpg
Reaching for her wad of cold hard cash
It occurred to her that once upon a time this would have been impossible
Currency was a foreign concept back then, a language she barely knew
How she became so fluent, well that was a story for another time
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