“Fiscal” Rhyme

The following is a tale of a girl named Penny. I being who I was made me somewhat unpopular, So my usual attendance at events was solitary. That was until I went to the Nickelback concert. I was enjoying the music being performed, I sung along to the songs I knew until I saw her. Quite simply, she was a certified dime. A perfect ten if you prefer, She was quite a sight to behold. It only took a quarter-hour to summon courage, To simply walk over and try to charm her, Merely to add her to my group of friends. If I had a dollar for every girl I asked out, I would not be any wealthier. Now this may not make any real “cents” I may not be financially strong, But creatively, I am nothing short of rich.