money is funny
it turns lovers fickle
as it trickles away
best friends and good food
slowly wither
as you slither out
from under it
billie wailed it out
for us
it could bail us out
of a sticky spot
but god bless the child
who got his own
born into it
or
die cos' of it
still god bless the child
who got his own
Author notes
god bless the child : billie holiday : song prompt
A contest entry
- Billie Holiday Inspiration by Kari.
600 points, ended June 10, 2008, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wonderful, and whimsical and so very true! And, just like the song. You did good!
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I loved this!
Thanks for your entry 
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I love this one, completely. Of course, it does have a touch of rhyme...
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