half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
that’s all I have to hold
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
what’s a poor man to do?
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
won’t buy me no dinner
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
won’t by me no loving
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
a lot like not having
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
guess I’ll get some nickels
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
and watch the slots spin round
half-a-dollar
half-a-dollar
maybe I’ll get lucky!

It is a February challenge to myself – to write novel poetry: One-a-day.