The Contents of My Wallet

My wallet is filled with many strange things:
Oddments like tweezers and pieces of string,
Pictures of people I don't even know,
A hand-written phone number for some guy named "Joe,"
A gumdrop, a tissue, some old pencil lead,
A creased playing card, a newspaper shred,
A scratched monocle, a used bubble wand,
And one golden hair from a mysterious blonde.

I keep it all in there, just so it's handy —
If I only had money, now that would be dandy! 

The End

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