Funny Money, A Poem
by C.C. Owens
I had a quarter in a jar.
It told me it was blue,
and so I placed another there
and one coin became two.
The two coins talked and rattled loud
this jar beside my toys,
and so I put a dollar in
to muffle all their noise.
But soon the dollar joined the coins.
It crinkled and it crunched.
So I placed two more bills inside
and quickly went to lunch.
When I returned, the bills hopped up.
The coins tapped out a beat.
And then the jar was hopping on
the rug beside my feet.
I grabbed the jar.
It wouldn’t stop
its strange and bouncing dance,
until I pulled
each coin I had
from pockets in my pants.
And now the jar sits still as stone.
It has all of my money,
but if I get a quarter more,
it will start acting funny.
So be well warned, these money jars
are not to be kept lightly.
Save all your cash within their glass
and do this action nightly.