A Poem About Inflation

I wanted more money

For me and my honey

So we could be more wealthy

And we could eat more healthy


Food is too pricey to buy

And so that’s exactly why

I crave a better situation

To keep up with inflation


One week it was $1 more

Then the next, another four

Goddamn bananas and meat!

Why can’t life just be more sweet?


Last month I made $5004

Now I made one thousand more

But my rent was once two thousand…

Yikes! Now it’s at three thousand!


Financial freedom is out of reach.

Goddammit.

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