For just a bit of fun, the arts are fine
But money can make anything rhyme
Pull enough money together, orangutans will
Rhyme with hippos, for their zygotes merge
Where money sews them up, and says be still
For the pictures for the movie for the sinful urge
Put enough money in a room and all the worst
Of us will storm the gates to do their worst
To grind each other if they must into wurst
To devour each other alive over money, bellies burst
To drink the money, chew and swallow, fatten
Like a pate goose until the next one comes behind
To cut the money loose, until the money flattens
In the weight of death and becomes a memorial pictorial sign