Flicking through the fields of green-back!

Flicking through the fields of green-back!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

Alone, the young buck, green
stumbled across wads and wads
of green backs, suitcase full.
He said. " I'm worth an ice-cream!"
            " What are you worth?"
The wads replied. "see that two storey mansion, 12 rooms, 
                          with expensive cars. the beautiful lady, 
                          the pedigree pets, the family and the
                          swimming pool.'
"Yes!" replied the buck.
" Well that's what we are worth!" said the wads of cash.
                       The End!
 
                      Yes! Money Talks! 

© 2015 andrew mitchell


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

ah, a clever mouthful from wads of cash...it's sad how we can put a price on pretty much everything...some of us, however, find pleasure in ice-cream :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thanks FT this was a David vs Goliath theme, almost the haves and have nots.
ah, AC/DC, they hear it too...

money talks but i think the head listens...for me, the real heart ignores and looks for something of more substance...like the voices of friends and lovers...

i really like the journeys on which you take me.

Posted 10 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

10 Years Ago

Thank you J for your kind words and compliment.

Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

124 Views
2 Reviews
Added on September 26, 2015
Last Updated on September 26, 2015

Author

andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



About
Strindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more..