Costa Rican Money

I found Costa Rican money and I just think it’s funny.
It may only be a little more than a dime, but at least it’s mine.
I bought a spindle from Wyndle who crossed the Boulevard to swindle;
only a hustle on his mind,
he couldn’t find the time to play the number so he wound up under the bed of a brunette
who was a Wayfair coquette who lounged daily with no regrets.

by Jerriè McGill

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About St. Rev. Jerriè McGill

I'm a devout Christian Saint, Prophet, and Minister lady who loves the LORD. I'm also a writer, singer, composer, and visionary. I aspire to be like my Holy Father, an angel. I'm a Holy Roller Stomper, quite serious, yet joyful of my True Father's Heavenly work. I'm a graduate of Georgia Southern University and have a Bachelor of Science degree in Justice Studies. I reside in Atlanta, GA.
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