Monopoly Money

I cornered the market on bitter and poor,
so all my sorrows are richer than yours.

I invested in depression before the crash,
so all my anguish was turned into cash.

I looted and laundered my assets off,
so all my possessions are never enough.

I bankrupted morally upstanding friends,
so all my means justify my dividends.

I converted to metric, electric, and Christ,
so all my sins are competitively priced.

I betrayed the trust that was funding my college,
so all my transactions are cheap and dishonest.

I saved all my grudges, the interest builds quickly,
so all my dough’s riding on this 50/50:
the odds that God knows that I can’t take it with me.

One response to “Monopoly Money

  1. “I converted to metric, electric, and Christ,” – the winning line in a winning poem.

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