Post

The postman came up to the door,

And dropped the post upon my floor,

In it there were bills, no more,

And so the postman I abhor.

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Plastic Fantastic

Credit bought,

More finance sought,

As wallets bulge,

Cards, not to greet, meet, or celebrate,

But to facilitate,

The have nots want,

Then get,

Then regret,

Cash was king,

‘Til the credit coup d’etat,

I’ll pay tomorrow,

Tomorrow never comes,

Nothing is ever paid for,

In a world of finite resources,

Infinite sources,

Tomorrow does come,

With bills,

Pay that,

Plastic Fantastic,

The King is dead,

Long live the (credit) King