For several years, now,
Margaret and I pool
Our found money.
Most often pennies,
Sometimes squashed,
But also more-valuable
Nickels, dimes, quarters,
And, even, a couple of
Two-dollar coins lost on
Floor in front of fancy
Coin-op food vending
Machine at end of hall.
Spending tactics vary,
One time bought dessert
At Jazz Alley; another time
Divided equally; once lost
Bet on solo tune for Peter
White's keyboard player.
New strategy every year.
Always fun, always funny,
Always over-the-top antics.
Just like my pal Margarita.
Ann Beth Blake
(c) October 7, 2013
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