it’s a Lincoln penny love,
a Washington dollar,
an Eisenhower dime,
or is it a Roosevelt?
a Jackson twenty,

‘what’s money?’

its the scratch, the dough,
some cheddar
fifty cent, hell bent,
greenbacks,
smackeroonies, baby

‘daddy?’

a buck darlin’,
a Hamilton,
a ***,
some Franklins,
a hole in your pocket

‘in my pocket?’

a deuce, some beans,
some jingling nickels,
rocks in the bank,
a stack in the kitchen

‘daddy, tell the truth’

its a diplomatic swindler,
an accidental cruelty
manufactured in holy casinos
called capitalism

‘I don’t know those words’

its a carrot that puts down riots,

fights, I mean,
a fortress of glitter and cyanide
we fight for and within through lonely
comas of obedience

‘let’s talk about something else’

its the mint that grew
in the temple of Juno,
goddess and protector of
the Roman state

‘I like mint’

me too

‘is money mint?’

money is minted,
so, kinda

‘but you can’t eat money
like mint
and you can't make tea’

that’s very true...