Calm down my satiating appetite.
My hunger and thirst for money is not petite.
I spend money faster than I make.
Maybe it be to small to partake.
The only way is to have it suppress.
My priorities straightened and so to redress.
Obesity may turn out to be the option.
Too much money has been put to consumption.
I fail like a female in labour.
I cry like one possessed and demons harbour.
Should I puke and all monies redeem?
Maybe my years are becoming dim.
The appetite to suppress is in dire need.
Or else I will have robbers in my children breed.
The appetite started with buying on impulse.
Good things sprang my way robbing my choice.
Appliances and clothes in my house were in stack.
Too many that twas hard to choose from the pack.
My house grew small in size.
No space could a visitor seize.
The appetite has driven me insane.
Somebody should arouse me with a cane.
I raised like a full seeking more money.
Maybe you will judge me as a phoney.
Yet not enough my pockets scream.
Oil my parts to lubricate me for more cream.
My savings ledger is as thin as a needle.
Treat this not as a riddle.
The appetite to suppress is in dire need.
Or else I will have robbers in my children breed.
The internet slithers like an accursed snake.
It pulls like a magnet in the wake.
Now one can shop in countries abroad.
My appetite has gone haywire and broad.
Spending money is my unborn weakness.
All markets know me nevertheless.
I spend more money before I do make.
What I get fills what I already is in the bake.
Am running like a raving mad investor.
There is no money to put in the sector.
Should I rob to have my justification?
Money has put me in the worst manipulation.
The appetite to suppress is in dire need.
Or else I will have robbers in my children breed.
Fiat drove me to mountain tops in search.
Cryptocurrency has doubled my foolish stretch.
My hands pull out to touch thin air.
I dance to tunes manufactured by a malware.
Make me stop before I fall down a cliff.
My whole body is turning so dead and stiff.
My thoughts cannot go without money cropping up.
Do not tell me to stop and shut up.
Give me the advice of the wisest counsel.
Take me to the judgement of an informed council.
The appetite to suppress is in dire need.
Or else I will have robbers in my children breed.
Is money the finality of our destiny?
There seems something we missed in our lunacy.
The talk of money fills our thoughts.
We discuss it on our phones and our courts.
Money has made robbers of the religious.
No wonder it has become so contagious.
Money has created zombies of the calm.
We now live in a money oriented realm.
Tell them money is as useless as our poop.
Educate them never to bend and so low stoop.
Life is much more important than the useless cash.
Relationships more valuable than the much in banks we stash.
Man departs from the earth like a moving shadow.
The grave awaits him in the shallow.
How much have our predecessors did abandon?
As they departed in great wanton.
The appetite to suppress is in dire need.
Or else I will have robbers in my children breed.
