A short tale in 55 words about value, money and worth.
Paper rustling, excitement tinged with apprehension
Glittering, blinding.. sheer intoxication
I can’t accept this, it’s too expensive!
So what? It’s just money.
Too much of it!
It doesn’t matter, there’s plenty.
When it is about something else,
that matters more,
even if there’s very little of it,
I’ll be delighted to accept.