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I’m getting bread but I ain’t rich as I intend to be. Benjamin is my friend being broke is my enemy. I’m tryna get that cash that last centuries. If it don’t make dollars it don’t make sense to me

A new coin buyer,
Approaches the store,
He's fresh from Reddit,
Seeking riches galore.

All through the shop,
Are spread gleaming wares,
Marked with eagles and lions,
Fierce tigers and bears.

Symbols of Liberty,
The pride of a nation,
Long dead kings and queens,
Who still guard 'gainst inflation.

A decision is made--
He's looked through them all--
"I'll take the ones,
With the gay concert hall!"

As the total's rung up,
The seller looks smug,
Perhaps he should stock,
Silver gags and butt-plugs.

Just a few weeks later,
It's all over the news,
Silver spot has hit $40,
There's no time to lose.

"I must gather my silver,
It's time to vacation!
Or perhaps profit should go towards,
My AIDS medication."

At the coin store, however,
He'll face a surprise,
The owner's selective,
Of the coins that he buys.

"The spot price? Oh, no sir,
I'm sorry, you see:
If I'm to touch your Weiners,
There's a sizable fee."

Converted to fiat,
And spent in a day,
The impulsive consoomer,
Goes along on his way.

A year or two later,
When shit hits the fan,
He's destitute now,
Living out of a van.

He sucks cock for a living
And he does it with glee--
He's paid in silver,
But would do it for free.

A new coin buyer,
Approaches the store,
He's fresh from Reddit,
Seeking riches galore.

All through the shop,
Are spread gleaming wares,
Marked with eagles and lions,
Fierce tigers and bears.

Symbols of Liberty,
The pride of a nation,
Long dead kings and queens,
Who still guard 'gainst inflation.

A decision is made--
He's looked through them all--
"I'll take the ones,
With the gay concert hall!"

As the total's rung up,
The seller looks smug,
Perhaps he should stock,
Silver gags and butt-plugs.

Just a few weeks later,
It's all over the news,
Silver spot has hit $40,
There's no time to lose.

"I must gather my silver,
It's time to vacation!
Or perhaps profit should go towards,
My AIDS medication."

At the coin store, however,
He'll face a surprise,
The owner's selective,
Of the coins that he buys.

"The spot price? Oh, no sir,
I'm sorry, you see:
If I'm to touch your Weiners,
There's a sizable fee."

Converted to fiat,
And spent in a day,
The impulsive consoomer,
Goes along on his way.

A year or two later,
When shit hits the fan,
He's destitute now,
Living out of a van.

He sucks cock for a living
And he does it with glee--
He's paid in silver,
But would do it for free.

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A new coin buyer,
Approaches the store,
He's fresh from Reddit,
Seeking riches galore.

All through the shop,
Are spread gleaming wares,
Marked with eagles and lions,
Fierce tigers and bears.

Symbols of Liberty,
The pride of a nation,
Long dead kings and queens,
Who still guard 'gainst inflation.

A decision is made--
He's looked through them all--
"I'll take the ones,
With the gay concert hall!"

As the total's rung up,
The seller looks smug,
Perhaps he should stock,
Silver gags and butt-plugs.

Just a few weeks later,
It's all over the news,
Silver spot has hit $40,
There's no time to lose.

"I must gather my silver,
It's time to vacation!
Or perhaps profit should go towards,
My AIDS medication."

At the coin store, however,
He'll face a surprise,
The owner's selective,
Of the coins that he buys.

"The spot price? Oh, no sir,
I'm sorry, you see:
If I'm to touch your Weiners,
There's a sizable fee."

Converted to fiat,
And spent in a day,
The impulsive consoomer,
Goes along on his way.

A year or two later,
When shit hits the fan,
He's destitute now,
Living out of a van.

He sucks cock for a living
And he does it with glee--
He's paid in silver,
But would do it for free.

A new coin buyer,
Approaches the store,
He's fresh from Reddit,
Seeking riches galore.

All through the shop,
Are spread gleaming wares,
Marked with eagles and lions,
Fierce tigers and bears.

Symbols of Liberty,
The pride of a nation,
Long dead kings and queens,
Who still guard 'gainst inflation.

A decision is made--
He's looked through them all--
"I'll take the ones,
With the gay concert hall!"

As the total's rung up,
The seller looks smug,
Perhaps he should stock,
Silver gags and butt-plugs.

Just a few weeks later,
It's all over the news,
Silver spot has hit $40,
There's no time to lose.

"I must gather my silver,
It's time to vacation!
Or perhaps profit should go towards,
My AIDS medication."

At the coin store, however,
He'll face a surprise,
The owner's selective,
Of the coins that he buys.

"The spot price? Oh, no sir,
I'm sorry, you see:
If I'm to touch your Weiners,
There's a sizable fee."

Converted to fiat,
And spent in a day,
The impulsive consoomer,
Goes along on his way.

A year or two later,
When shit hits the fan,
He's destitute now,
Living out of a van.

He sucks cock for a living
And he does it with glee--
He's paid in silver,
But would do it for free.

"The coin's not gay!",
He weakly protested,
"On the obverse, I say,
The pillars are breasted!"

Myself, I can't see it,
And my vision's acute--
Better than one who plays,
The meat trombone and skin flute.

On the reverse I see,
Standing tall and erect,
One of the gayest images,
That man could select.

Five phallic fiddles,
Stroked by fingers unseen,
It does not take a genius,
To work out what they mean.

For the Austrian mint,
To remove all surprise,
Has stamped the coin "Weiner",
Right in front of our eyes.

I hope you'll remember,
These words I have spoken,
Don't let them deceive you,
About their philly fag tokens.

He can't help but lust after mens' groins,
In sodomy he gladly joins,
He'll never say nay,
To taking Weiners for pay,
And by that I don't only mean coins.

Of all silver, the Weiner's my pick,
Yet I'm so fond of the flavor of dick,
That when the COOMEX implodes,
I'll still be swallowing loads,
But just a merc dime will do the trick.