Flowers and Money
Have read so many times about flowers;
Seeing the word again and again makes me glower;
Bursting buds and bumbling bees;
Poets have taken them on the lease;
The open skies and the dark clouds;
Beauty of nature they often flout;
Poppy fields and a sauntering maiden;
With cliches and repetition it is ridden;
Why not poems about finance and money?
We are far too much in love for that honey..
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