| He saved his money in a cup. Each week old Sam would count it up. One day he filled the air with hollers, "Hooray, I have the fifteen dollars." But soon he learned some sad, sad stuff: What he had earned was not enough. There is no little snake that knows How place value works with those zeros. Fifteen THOUSAND is what it took! Poor Sammy left with a forlorn look. He told a cobra friend named Charlie, "I fear I'll never own a Harley. "I can't have one, it breaks my heart But I can dress to fit the part." Sammy wore a leather jacket And leather boot. Wow, can you hack it? Each morning he would start the day In biker clothes by the main highway Each time a bike went roaring by He'd give a hiss and heave a sigh. |
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