We search till we go wild
For to us is a treasure we gild
All directions we go to hunt
With tools so sharp and blunt.
Degrees of intellect take lead
Less intellects to go plead
But at the close of the day
Hunters enjoy a quota pay.
It's solely the medium of exchange
And you cannot self change
The more you get the more you need
The less you have, still, more you need!
It is one of ones you can't content
For you can't tame, buy or rent
You got to keep it moving around
Since its used to bob and bound.
This game, soon, will not stop!
That's why it chooses to pop
Ha! But don't you give up find
As to it, no one plays blind!
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