The money tree
Bear the fruit
Somebody takes it
Leaving it empty
When people ask
Nobody gives straight
answer
The roundabout excuses
Giving stories to fill the
pages
The money tree
Under the spot light
The sun and moon
Sometimes the stars
The answer hard to find
The taker keeps quiet
People know who he is
The keeper of the garden
He tries to evade
He doesn't want to get
involved
He keeps doing his
routines
He stays mum when approach
The money tree
All empty on its branches
The people ask
The gatekeeper stays quiet
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