Where’s the money…

Woke up this morning
With a smile on my face
Knowing that today was payday
Thinking about all the things I
Could do today, because their is
Money in those beautiful ATM machines
So, I get dress, skip breakfast, head out
The door, still smiling, had no clue, I was
Heading into the ATM nightmare zone
First stop, long line, second stop, machine
Out of order, third stop, machine would
Not except card, fourth, fifth and sixth
Stop, machine down for service, no time
For a seventh stop, as I am late for
Work and penniless
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