The Finite Nature of Money

When you find you're pinching pennies,
And you think you're in the red,
Or if you can't use the word "many"
To describe your dollars, but not your dread,

Well, I guess then it's time to just relax,
And leave it all to me.
I'd work two jobs and break my backs;
In fact, I'd even work three.

I'd do this all so you wouldn't have to worry
About a lack of cash,
And so that we would be able to hurry
And accumlate a greenback stash.

But in the meantime, I'll be working really hard,
And bringing home the bacon biweekly,
And bringing up your spirits with the spirit of a bard,
At times speaking quite obliquely.