Looking at finances
I find it quite dismal
Coffers are empty
I should not have touched the spindle
Therefore lighting the kindle
To gamble and act so sinful.
Let it not be said I was not wise
In my youth I never surmised
Or ever contemplate
I would find myself in this state
Budget matters bored me to tears
Causing any efforts to end up in arrears
The reckless and loneliness came about
Started gambling to fill the drought
That money can’t buy, tis true
Especially when bills always come due.