I broke into the bank on Sunday, <br />You should see the money I got. <br />I couldn't drag it home 'til Monday, <br />'Cause it sure weighed an awful lot. <br /> <br />Then I sat down to count it, <br />And much to my surprise, <br />A whole lotta little brown, little round coins, <br />Rolled out before my eyes <br /> <br />Chorus: <br />I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies, <br />Not a solitary dollar or a dime, <br />And I don't believe there's many, <br />Rich men with a problem like mine. <br /> <br />And I don't think this is any <br />Kind of ending to a perfect crime. <br />I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies, <br />And I'm spendin' it a penny at a time! <br /> <br />Now a steak sure would taste delicious, <br />And I've forgot how a beer would feel, <br />But the man just might get suspicious, <br />If I gave him eight hundred pennies for a meal. <br /> <br />So I guess I'll just weigh myself again, <br />And buy me another stick of gum, <br />I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies, Lord! <br />And I'm livin' like a penniless bum! <br /> <br />Chorus: <br />I've got a hundred thousand dollars worth of pennies, <br />Not a solitary dollar or a dime, <br />And I don't believe there's many, <br />Rich men with a problem like mine.<br /><br />Sheldon Allan Silverstein<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/100-000-pennies/
