NOT HARDER TIMES, WHEN I GOT DIMES

My net worth is a pocket full of dimes,

I have lived through much harder times,

I'd eat some begged bread,

Felt myself well feed,

For more bread, I'd do all sorts of crimes.

MY BODY PARTS 4 SALE 💰

My bill collectors suggested, I sell my kidney and my spleen,

They said they were trying to help me, and not trying to be mean,

So, I sold a kidney and two toes,

Paid some bills to ease my woes,

Then I got an infection, because the doctor was not so clean.

THE POOR ON POOR DINE, MY NEIGHBORHOOD IN DECLINE

Things are real fine in my far neighbor's hood,

The people live within fences, and behave really good,

But where I work, live and stay,

We got the low, low, low pay,

So people have perm borrowed things, when they could.

WHEN TIMES GET TOUGH

When times get rough I eat pinecones,

I check the highway for bleached white bones,

Then I make my cobwebs stew

Though the ingredients are few,

The stew I serve with my acorn flour scones.