Your Poetry

[10,000 Volt Ghost]

Originally Posted by King Hadas

I'm feeling just fine
Though I'm greener than a pickle
Show me to your girly
And you'll get yourself a tickle

Everything moves, always around me
Exchange me for an item
And you'll never have to pay a fee

Put me or place me in folds of fine leather
Flash me for some service
And you'll get a prompt 'Yes Sir!'

And I believe you may think that this statement may be too rash
But damn, I am so cash

YOU'RE SO MON$Y