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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