Theme: Money

I Can't Buy You A Cell Phone

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You can beg but you're not getting a cell phone.
You might as well go away and leave me alone.
You're always asking for things that I can't afford.
You're lucky that I can give you an allowance and room and board.

When you beg and I can't buy, you don't know how bad it makes me feel.
Please understand that I have to use my money to buy food and pay bills.
Your attitude is hard to comprehend and frankly I'm stumped.
You know that we're poor but you think that I'm Donald Trump.

Don't yell at me, I'll ground you for using that tone.
You'd better learn that I can't buy you a cell phone.

(This is a fictional poem.)
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More By  :  Randy Johnson

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Comments on this Poem

Comment Nice. This is what is happening to a materialistic society. In the cacophony of advertisement, we are lost. Our values nose drive. Priorities are blurred. Ye, yunkies! Your management lessons are phony; nay, harmful. See, what your financial rocketry has done to corporations, intransigent nations. Your rockets are proving to be juggernauts! Thank you, Randy.

11-Jul-2012 01:49 AM

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