Cash Machine Days
How much money have you made from using the Internet?
If they want to get the money
Let them go to the Web.
If they wish to live life runny
Even though the yolk might ebb.
There’s no excuse when
The Internet is a gigantic cash machine.
Governments don’t need to spend
When you can turn fans into fiends.
Too much cash flows
From the electric atmosphere
Anyone who knows
Understands that there are dollars here.
As a gut-check to the economic state
The virus sends people away.
To prevent the case of an early fate
Get those funds to let the assets stay.
The best enemy is fear.
Anxiety reigns the night
The money machine in your ear
Will protect you from the fright.
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