interest-free* maternal fee
Your thoughts recalculated
once my tear ducts dilated
my rhythm’s been violated
yet your heart’s evaluated
my soul to be elated
while I’m congratulated
for my efforts unrelated
and the belief that you are fated
is nothing if not belated
past my last statement you rated
and you billed me so I paid it
So now I owe you nothing – right?
dollars and cents, dollars and cents,
What I would give for some *dollars and sense.