FINDING PENNIES
My wife is lucky.
She always finds pennies
When she looks down.
She’ll see them on the sidewalk,
Sometimes wedged in the crack.
We’d be crossing the street,
And just as cars are gunning their engines,
She would bend over, and pick it up.
Not just pennies,
But also, nickels, dimes, and quarters.
Once she even found a twenty-dollar bill.
That doesn’t count, though.
It was the twenty dollars she found in my pocket
As she was doing the wash.
The universe picks my pocket
Then gives the change to my wife.
This adds up enough to get the laundry done,
But never enough to pay the landlord.
And the guys from the utility companies
Always want more.
The landlord and the gas guy have a contest
with each other to see
who can get more out me.
Instead of sending me their measly bills,
They should just start looking for pennies on the ground.
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