Poem: Funny Money

FUNNY MONEY

Whoever invented our legal tender
Must have done so
On a weekend bender.

Our money, you see,
Rests on debt, not equity.
Thus our money’s worth less
Whenever the mint
Runs its printing press.

They say that money
Doesn’t grow on trees,
But Fed Governors create it
Whenever they please.
The government promises to repay the Fed:
By the time it does so,
We’ll all be dead.

So our purchasing power
Drops by the hour,
An inflationary tax
Hurting the poor to the max.

Once our money was backed by gold,
But they had to stop that
So the government would not fold.
Today they print money like there’s no tomorrow:
Why create wealth
When it’s so easy to borrow?