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Money Value,

Money Value,
Money value is the Honey of Humanity,
But if it is for Crime it is the Culprit of Humanity,
Whatever is of Value hast to be from the Heart of the LIVING MAN,

We suffer on Earth to see where we all go,
But Mostly I see that the Trust that is from the Heart is towards Beauty,
But if you are rich and oppress the POOR AND INDIGENCE,
You become Ugly in your soul,
And the Money loses the Honey.

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Money talk's,

Money talk's,
Money talk's,
You know it say's it all,
You got it in your mind,

That money hast to say alot about human term's,
Every word that is explained here told me,
That money hast talked in society,
The honey of Humanity,
In the status of money,
If your'e indigent,
Many men will neglect all that you have,
Even humiliate you,
Only because they have money,
They mistreat others,
Money hast talked alot about what people do everyday,
Money is root of all not good,
Even most virus is from money,
Getting drunk talk's all about money,
Forever and ever men really love money,
We need money,
But some are very greedy for money,
Money talk's alot about fables and false spirit's.

poem by Abdul Karim
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Love Poem-10

Honey … honey … I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey … honey … I have money.

Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.

I have money … I have Brothers
I have money … I have Sisters
I have money … I have a Family
I have money … I have friends
I have money … So no relation ends
I have money … So worshiped daily
Honey … Honey … I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.

Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.

Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey … Honey … You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.

poem by Devraj Harikrishna
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Honey... Honey...

Honey… honey… I have money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.
Come on enjoy the life with me
Come on enjoy the life with me
Honey… honey… I have money.

Let’s go for a long-drive.
There, where is no tribe.
You me and the money
Let’s enjoy oh my Honey.

I have money… I have Brothers
I have money… I have Sisters
I have money… I have a Family
I have money… I have friends
I have money… So no relation ends
I have money… So worshiped daily
Honey… Honey… I have Money.
Enjoy the life is my only destiny.

Ask your daddy, ask your mummy.
Say, I am having enough money.
They will make you free.
As if they find a money tree.

Let me tell you I am also a human.
I am rich but not a superman.
I too have feelings and can’t stay alone.
All relations are fake you are true.
With you I feel the feeling of coffee BRU.
If doubt, ask to my mussel, Blood and Bone.
Honey… Honey… You are my money.
You are my path and you are my destiny.

20th Feb.09

poem by Aditya Pratap Nayak
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Love money,

Love money,
Love money,
Is weird and absurd,
To see makind selling the other,
I have seen the rage and Iam a sage,

Making is makind an illusion of wild animal,
Taking man's life granted than money,
Money is the honey of Humanity,
But our miscoception,
Make's a man look so weird and greedy,
Mankind is so ugly,
Not to care,
So ugly to value money than controlling felonies.

poem by Maxpoet Beauty
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Money Honey

Well the landlord rang my front door bell
He let it ring for a long, long spell
Went to the window, peeked through the blind
Asked him to tell me what was on his mind
An' he said:
Money honey
Money honey
Money honey
If you want to stay up here with me.
I was screamin' green an so hard pressed
I called the woman that I love the best
Finally found my baby 'bout a quarter to three
She said "I wanna know what you want with me"
An I said:
Money honey (Just a little bit)
Money honey
Money honey
If you wanna git along with me.
Well she screamed and said
"What's wrong with you?
From this day on our romance is through."
I should tell my baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
An she said:
Money honey (lots and lots of that)
Money honey (you got to give me some)
Money honey
If you wanna git along with me.
I learned my lesson and now I know
Sun may shine and the wind may blow
Women come and women may go
But before I'll tell em that I love em so.
I want
Money honey (Do you have some?)
Money honey
Money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Money honey, (Give me)
Money honey, (I need some)
Money honey, if you wanna get along with me.

song performed by by 38 Special
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Money Honey

(words & music by j. stone)
You know, the landlord rang my front door bell.
I let it ring for a long, long spell.
I went to the window,
I peeped through the blind,
And asked him to tell me whats on his mind.
He said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey, if you want to get along with me.
Well, I screamed and I hollered,
I was so hard-pressed.
I called the woman that I loved the best.
I finally got my baby about half past three,
She said Id like to know what you want with me.
I said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.
Well, I said tell me baby, whats wrong with you?
From this day on our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place?
She said,
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get a long with me.
Well, Ive learned my lesson and now I know
The sun may shine and the winds may blow.
The women may come and the women may go,
But before I say I love you so,
I want
Money, honey.
Money, honey.
Money, honey,
If you want to get along with me.

song performed by by Elvis Presley
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money Honey

(jesse stone)
(a) - (d) - (e) capo on 1
(a) well, the landlord rang my frontdoor bell
(e) I let it rang for a long, long spell
(d) went to the window, peeped through the blind
(e) asked him to tell me what was on his mind
He said, (a) money honey, (d) money honey, (a) money honey
(e) if you wanna stay here with (a) me
I was clean and screened and so hard pressed
I called the woman that I loved the best
Finally found my baby bout a quarter to three
She said, Id like to know what you want with me
And I said, money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Well, she screamed and said
Whats wrong with you, from this day forth
Our romance is through
I said, tell me baby, face to face
How could another man take my place ?
She said, money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me
Ive learned a lesson and now I know
Sun may shine, wind may blow
Women may come and women may go
But before I tell em that I love em so
I want money honey, money honey, money honey
If you wanna get along with me

song performed by by Ry Cooder
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A Man With Money

She wants a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
He buys her things she calls him honey,
she calls me poor boy,
What good could it do,
to give a love pure and true,
when any fool could understand,
she thinks that money makes the man,
She wants a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
She wants the things she'll buy with money,
not a poor boy,
a man with money,man with money,man with money,
Just down thwe street,
I know a place
When there asleep,
I'll cover my face,
I'll break the lock,open the door,
I'll slip inside, I'll rob the store,
Then I'll be a man with lots of money,
not a poor boy,
I'll buy her things, she'll call me honey,
not a poor boy,
A man with money, man with money, man with money, man with money

song performed by by Who
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Money For Life

Stand now with the understanding,
You need money for life.
Much money. Less money.
Money for living, or money for greed.

Money for greed, destroys
The beauty of the soul.
Money for living,
A cherished journey of life.

Get your act together,
Use money the right way,
Give of some to those in need.

Money for life, used right,
A treasure to the souls of humanity.

poem by Winston Harding
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Private Money

Dynasty private banks hate the State
Dynasty private money hate the fate
we all were told,
The world sold all gold. Honey, honey
Private money. Mankind find in mind,
Front page, low wage,
David Ricardo’s dangerous offence,
Makes no sense. Honey, honey
Private money. Interest of money out of nothing,
You knew the true, anything.
Bless confess negligence,
Birth of earth impotence. Honey, honey
Private money. They are not the world to neglect
The true of this world ugly content.
Their hate will attend tough low blow,
Their fate is a soon end down below. Honey, honey
Private money.

poem by Vladimir Funduc
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Money

Hey! Isn't it funny?
If you have got Money
And if you are canny
Life is good and sunny
Money money money
It's sweeter than honey

If you have got Money
You will not be skinny
If you are also smart
You can buy Allah's heart

If you have got Money
You will get your honey
If you lose all money
You will lose your honey

If you don't have money
Love will look like phony
If you aren't so smart
You will lose Allah's heart

poem by Asif Andalib
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She Works Hard For The Money

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

Onetta there in the corner stand
and wonders where she is and
it's strange to her
some people seem to have everything

Nine a.m. on the hour hand
and she's waiting for the bell
and she's looking real pretty
just wait for her clientele

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

Twenty five years have
come and gone
and she' seen a lot of tears
of the ones who come in
they really seem to need her there

It's a sacrifice working day to day
for little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
just to hear them say that they care

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She already knows
she's seen her bad times
she already knows
these are the good times

She'll never sell out
she never will
not for a dollar bill
she works hard

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
so hard for it honey
she works hard for the money
so you better treat her right

song performed by by Donna Summer from The Donna Summer Anthology
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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My humble abode

Money, money, money
In a rich man’s world
Honey, honey, honey
I don’t belong there
You have to understand
I won’t do anything underhanded
Even if it means losing you
To one of the spoilt and rich few
True it will break my heart
And perhaps I will never make a new start
But I have my principles and taboos
And you need to respect them too
I prefer having less but staying peaceful
Rather than being rich and feeling miserable
If you think you can share my views
I will be more than willing to welcome you
To share my humble abode
Located on the next parallel road

poem by Sandra Martyres
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Song of millionaire

Money O money!
Come on honey!
My aim is?
My game is?
Each and every
Cent and penny
Money o money
Come on honey
Will keep you
Will heap you
Don’t astray
From my way
Night prevail
And horror hail
To vale dark
Where skylark
Do not coo
But I boo boo
Will worship
And will sip
Manna or gall
Whatever fall
From your lip
O my sunny
Money o money
Come on honey

poem by Akram Saqib
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Money, Money

My baby gives me the finance blues, tax me to the limit of my revenues.
Here she comes finger-poppin, clickety-click
She says furs or diamonds, you take your pick.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
She say, money, honey, Id rob a bank,
I just load my gun and mosey down to the bank.
Knockin off my neighborhood savings and load,
To keep my sweet chiquita in eau de cologne.
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Mama dont send me down to rob that bank again,
I got a notion that your leadin me to sin.
Wont you relax, wont you lay way back,
Dont you bug your honey bout no cadillac.
Its only bucks, you dont need no jack.
So wont you please relax and lay way back.
My babys lovin gives me such a thrill;
It gives me inspiration makin counterfeit bills.
Now some folks say the best things in life are free,
She wants money, what she wants, she wants money, what she wants,
Money money, money money money. money money, money money money.
Lord made a lady out of adams rib, next thing you know, you got womens lib.
Lovely to look upon, heaven to touch;
Its a real shame that they got to cost so much.

song performed by by Grateful Dead
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Money Power

Money is the need of life
Everyone loves this, either mother or wife
Yes, it is very lovable-
Why not, as it gives us respect and make us able

We can buy every precious thing
And some say, if you have money only then have "Honey"
We can by-pass any law and order-
Using money and speak louder

But money cannot replace truth
Yet it can hide it on mysterious earth
It cannot make us to sleep
But it can make us to weep

Money is the dust of our hand
Which will be washed away when we wash hand
Money can make us respectful
But it cannot make us truthful

Money should not be treated as everything
Or we will miss truthness of worldly things
Everything should not be done just for some money
Or we will miss love of others, which will make us funny

Earn money don't pride of it
Love money don't do crime for it
Or God will make distance from you
You are his only son, is the truthest true

Money is not life but life is money
The tour of life is very "Turny"
Humanity is the first duty of ours
Search for truth and get success in yours Life's Tour

poem by Shashank Dwivedi
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Use Money wisely,

Use Money wisely,
I grieve for your judgement,
It's a warning,
Use money wisely,
It has a Spirit,
It has value,
The vegetation Kingdom,
The Earthly Kingdom,
We worshipped in the Streets,
In the Churches,
The monetary Value,
The taste of this society,
It made the world go round,
Most creeping creature's say about this,
But it's a lie, no maybe true,
This is what we perceive,
We be very excited about money,
The Gold, the Silver, all these,
But Heaven that is to come from Christ,
The mainstream never searched,
Look within you,

Who will take you to Heaven, ?
It's not the Conmen,
Not the masses,
Or the Dollars,
You will carry your callous heart,
Maybe the ignorant soul,
The prodigal son must find a way,
Maybe a solution,
How will the cypher be complete, ?
Turn blessing's more of a burden, ?
Do not be too much excited over success,
Or the Compliance soul,
Designated for fun and wrongly using,
The investment of money for humanity,
Money, honey of Humanity,
Save it, No use it wisely,
Imagine a world of not getting,
Not spending,
How we waste each other,
Getting and spending, ?
I

poem by Maxim Muyu
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Money Money Song

Money money
Is going to get me a girl
Money money
I am going to use it to buy me a cup of coffee
Money money
Is going to take me to Paris
Money money
Is going to buy me some new clothes
Money money
I am going to use it to do my laundry
Momey money
Is going to buy me some groceries
Money money
Is going to pay to fix my house
Money money
Is going to send me to the rich men's world
Money money is going to buy me a cellular phone

poem by Aldo Kraas
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What Do You Do For Money Honey

Youre working in bars
Riding in cars
Never gonna give it for free
Your apartment with a view
On the finest avenue
Looking at your beat on the street
Youre always pushing, shoving
Satisfied with nothing
You bitch, you must be getting old
So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, I wonder
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Where you get your kicks?
Youre loving on the take
And youre always on the make
Squeezing all the blood out of men
Theyre all standing in a queue
Just to spend the night with you
Its business as usual again
Youre always grabbin, stabbin
Trying to get it back in
But girl you must be getting slow
So stop your love on the road
All your digging for gold
You make me wonder
Yes I wonder, yes I wonder
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Honey, whaddya do for money?
Yeah, whaddya do for money honey, how you get your kicks?
Whaddya do for money honey, how you get your licks?
Go
Yeow
Honey, whaddya do for money?
I said, honey, whaddya do for money?
Oh ho honey
Oh honey
Whaddya do for money?
What you gonna do
Honey
Oh yeah honey
Whaddya do for money?
What you gonna do?
Awww, what you gonna do?

song performed by by AC-DC
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Love the money

Money
Is not money...
It is life....
Money is not
Money
It is happy...

Money is
Not money
It is faith...
Money is not
Money
It is friend...

Money is not
Money
It is life maker...
Money is not
Money...
It is your hard work...

Money is not
Money...
poors god...
money is not
Money
Rich people Cap...

Money is not
Money
World wide all...
Any or many thing money
With money...
So...

Love the money...
Each every day...
Earn too enjoy
with your's life...
witrh good...!

poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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