by mikeb


Got is the attitude of haste

A sure foundation of needless waste

I’ve got to have it yesterday

It’s something new, I’ll gladly pay

Whether I have the cash or not

My plastic card will stem the rot

And I’ll be in a heavenly mood

Because, to me, it’s just like food

That feeds the boredom in my soul

And fills my hungry God shaped hole

But only lasts a little time

Before that mountain I must climb

If only I would ask The One

Who satisfies through His dear Son

Then I would surely lose the taste

For all my piles of needless waste.


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