Money, money, money we want to make
Maybe for our family sake
For money we leave all the fun
Work under the sun
At last we should return empty hand
Why do we fight for some land ?
Why do we do this?
For some money sis
A story will tell you the defect
Show you moneys effect
Midas ran for money
It is not funny
His teacher gave him a boon
You will know it soon
Whatever he touched turned into gold
He thought he was very bold
He was soon not able to eat and drink
His life boat was about to sink
His daughter came for a good night kiss
You all know what happened after this
Money is just dust of your hand
A demon in this fairyland
Success comes only by hardwork
Not by money or luck
THANK YOU DEAR READERS
Written By: SHRADHA AGARWAL
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