What am I but a dollar for his bank
What am I but nickel and copper
Spit on me and clean me up
A penny is not a dollar

What am I but quarter and migraine
Polished silver for the poor
Wish on me, then toss me over
The rich horde it all but still want more

© Delia Ross. 2019

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