The Value of 5 Dollars
Grandpa gave me 5 dollars and I was really rich.
Just dreaming of all the things I could buy, it seemed to be my niche!
How much is a mansion? A boat? A new car?
Oh, with all my riches, I could travel very far!
But I passed that candy shop right on the corner,
And nobody thought, “Somebody warn her!”
I tried to ignore it but I just could not,
It was the best darn candy I had ever bought!
I never did think about saving my money,
Until one day my mom said “Oh Honey,
Saving your money is clearly not your cup of tea,
But in a few years don’t come crying to me!”
I let her words pass me by,
Until I turned 15, and I really did cry.
Why would I let 5 dollars down the drain!
The thought of this truly gave me many pains!
5 dollars, and I thought I was tough,
But 5 dollars now, seems pretty rough!
That 5 dollars that my Grandpa had gave,
The only way I will use it is to SAVE SAVE SAVE!
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