I seem to have been paid today,
But the money has all slipped away.
I should have known it would not stay,
But I was glad to see it.
I've seen the money come and go,
And of the latter more, I know,
And I know it's often so.
I easily see it.
The thing is that I need the cash,
Lest my life become quite a hash,
And some others'. Thus, I stash
Some where folks can't see it.
Someday, it might be enough
To get past times both smooth and rough.
I think I might well be so tough
As to get to see it.