• I once saw a penny lying on the ground.
    It was obviously abandoned for no one was around.
    I held the penny in my palm, then shouted aloud “Oh dear!”
    For a bird swooped down and flew that coin far away from here.

    Soaring up and soaring down, landing safely in its nest,
    It accidentally dropped the cent down a gutter, or so I guess
    Down and down and down and down and down some more it dropped
    I heard a couple of clinks and clanks, and finally heard a plop.

    There was a mouse did find that coin and gave it a test bite hard,
    And realizing it was not food, the penny it did discard.
    The mouse then scrambled because of a hawk it heard up in the sky
    But, it wasn’t the mouse, but the penny, in fact, that really caught its eye.

    In a flash of light and a blur of wings, my penny was there no more.
    Instead my money was with the hawk that made the one cent soar.
    Now the penny may seem to be running away from little old lonely me,
    But the only way to know for sure is to keep on reading, you see.

    Next the bird seemed to want to collide into a hard brick wall
    And when it did, I guess that made that little penny fall.
    I was still standing there, not knowing what to do
    And that money of mine, it just so happens, landed upon my shoe.

    I picked it up and what do you know, my penny a bird did claim
    And the adventure of the penny keeps repeating over and over again.
    And if the process continues, then one day I’ll truly dread
    That the “wanted-all-around” penny shall be traveling until I’m dead.