Shallow

a poem by Jayati

I love M, I love O, I love N,
I love E, I love Y;
Ask me why?
Please, do not make me shy!
Money, Money, Money,
Sweetheart, Honey,
Think me funny!”
I, no care;
Euro, Dollar, Penny, I need many;
For wife,
Safety, security.
Though uncanny;
Five concubine, M-O-N-E-Y
Follow in line, their lover boy,
Without, any disharmony;
And rich, the guy.
Full of joy!
MONEY?
For life, no borrow
Holds “Enjoy no sorrow.”