Sienna Chien, Grade 12
UWC Robert Bosch

Mr. Moneyman, he’s the love of my life
I’ll chase him down the ends of the world till I die
He dangles right in front of me
I love him like my enemy
And surely he would soon be mine
 
From nine to five, I shall do my time
no sleep or sheep shall come by
Because I!
Will rather die than let the gold break twice
such glory they cry
we ascend as we grind
But surely! This would make Mr. Moneyman mine
 
But he runs
and runs
and runs till I
can’t
I can’t
I can not
see him no
more
no more
no more
and I am left
with my suitor, Mr. Debt