Everything's Ruined

Things
 worked
  out
   better
    than
     we
      had
       planned

Capital
 from boy,
  woman
   and man

We were like ink and paper
Numbers on a calculator
Knew arithmetic so well
Working
 overtime
  completed
 what
  was
   assigned
We had to multiply ourselves

A bouncing little baby
A shiny copper penny

And he spent himself
Would not listen to us
But when he lost his appetite
He lost his weight in friends
Baby became a fat nickel so fast...then came puberty

Exponentially

Soon our boy became a million
People

loved him so
And helped him to grow
Everyone knew the thing that was best
Of course, he must invest

A penny
 won't do
  but
   he
    made
     us
      proud

He
 made
  us
   rich
but
 how
  were we to know

He's counterfeit
Now everything's ruined

-FNM