The Money-tree

The money-tree grows on a hill
Quite difficult to find.
               A rich arbour of good will,               
                            Opulent and kind                               

It always has a question
  Which should be answered well.
                          A strange, arbitrary gestion                         
For a secret one must sell
                                                                      
If the answer is accepted
Some leaves will start to fall.
 Large amounts might be expected,
But they also could be small

Assets ripen in September,
So avoid a breezy day.
 Gusts of wind, one should remember
 Can blow all one's gains away 

Never be ungrateful
Or try to rob the money-tree.
 Spend wisely and be thankful
 That such fortune came to be.

The money-tree is old and wise
And really very kind,
                  But it grows upon on a mystic rise                  
  So difficult to find. 
 

The money-tree grows on a hill
Quite difficult to find.
It has many branches
And is generous and kind

But it always has a question
Which must be answered well.
This may not be difficult,
But one can never tell.

If the answer is accepted,
Some leaves will start to fall.
It may be a large amount,
It also could be small.

One should never be ungrateful
Or hurt the money-tree.
Spend everything it gives you
As quickly as can be.

The money-tree is old and wise
And really very kind,
But it grows upon a hill
So difficult to find.

 original 1971. text c. 1985 

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           Doggerel and image © Mirino. January, 2014