money fun rides fares chucy cheeses me gold on thE DAY OF LIFE
LUCAS
coin. throw coins at the dancer. shimmering lights, applause, shouts of joy. Noone knows the darknsss inside. the lonliness. It is the dancer.
rebecca
coin. i need a million more for our economy is merely declining.
walter
Money-needed to do just about anything in this rinky dink town of California that my parents decided to move us to in the middle of my high school career. Money-needed to do anything or enjoy even the simplest life has to offer such as the mall movies dinner out with the girls.
jules
it began with the coin. billy found it all rusty and damaged lying on the ground next to the arcade machine. he signed. perhaps it would prevent him from returning home early and avoiding a scolding. but he was a kid, so he inserted it into the slot and played the arcade game anyways. little did he know that this simple act would change his life forever.
carl shan
I had a coin in my pocket. It wasn’t just any coin, it was a magical coin. This coin was gold, flat, and hard, but it was also filled with the hopes and dreams of little children. This coin was happiness. Money is happiness, sometimes.
Samantha
the coin bounced off the woman’s bust and she had to try to prevent the tears.
“heeey, sweetie-” the man slurred, beer clouding his breath. “wanna have some fuuun?”
she didn’t want to do this. but she needed the money- oh how she needed the money! she tried to repress the overwhelming feeling of disgust as she leaned in and pressed her lips against his.
hanna
the coins rushed out of the machine to her amazement. As the metal flowed through her hands a thought occurred to her ‘maybe I won’t kill myself tomorrow’
Jennifer
golden coin shining on the ground.
all alone waiting to be found.
looking for a pocket to call its own.
a wallet, a purse a place to belong.
it doesnt matter really cause soon it will be spent
and then it may fall to the ground again.
Lucy
coins that are gold and rusty and remind you of pirates and peter pan and how he rescued tiger lily. tiger lily like tims daughter who is half korean and i always thought it would be cool to be the progeny of a famous artist. dad was an artist, but not famous. but who needs fame anyway?
jeani
I like a coin named nickel. It has Jefferson on it and I like the color. It is like a muted silver and it is just the right size. I like that 20 nickels equal one dollar and when you stack the 20 they usually stay on top of each other. I think they will always make nickles and probably will not do away with them for a very long time.
Carol B
money controls our lives
for better or worse
get it how you want
but i’m not getting mine
not for me
this is it
money will rule you
suzi
money currency pound round silver gold wealth riches poverty bob geldof music ukulele hawai’i grass skirts cats dogs movie film
James
round and shiney and ron weasleys face!
AND THE QUEEN!
heads or tails innit =]
and they smell REALLY good.
they might taste good too, but idk where theyve been
Probly eaten by somebody ^_^
suzy hirons ate a 20p once.
Pretty rank really
Soph
“We’ll flip a coin for it.”
“Alright.”
“Call it.”
“Heads.”
The coin flew up and arced slightly in the air.
As it came back down it seemed to momentarily stop as if the time were slowing down.
The weight of the matter pulled it down…
“Tails…”
Horrified, he screamed.
Then as he knew he must, he sighed and accepted his fate…
Nick Matherne
I like to collect coins. My great Uncle Kenneth had a wonderful coin collection. I have one coin that belonged to my grandpa Brad. I also have an indian head penny. Coin Colleting is lots of fun. I really enjoy seeing all the old coins.
chrisy
money honey. Fast cash. Dollars. noise. I like the quite stuff. Add a lot of coins together and what do you have? Plenty of noise. I said noise honey. You can save up enough change to buy a new 30K truck if you want. What looks like a little is more than you know. Money honey.
queenofhearts375
fuck money
lets all try to love each other
love the world
yeah, fuck money
help somebody who doesn’t have any
give away your change
eli
what is the coin, that i do not like.
smells of copper, yuck.
its no coincidence to coincide.
jake
I have a coin… it’s blank, but I keep it in the jar with the rest of my collection. In a way, it’s nothingness defines it… makes it unique. People always disregard it. But I think it’s awesome. In a way, it’s more awesome than the really old dime I have. Even though it’s worth almost nothing.
KT
Flip the coin, heads or tails.
Bill
money, change, having bling. Shiny, silver, copper. Useless to some, craved by others, helping the homeless, sharing with buskers, leaving at tills, collecting on the dresser. Should we get rid of them?
Joanne
money is tax funding about tax the tax is fun than the coat is what is seen it can be unnofficial and what the hell is this i am goin nuts abut it i am excited money is all that all is about ad all can be.
michael s
I find it on the sidewalk. It does nothing for me, except perhaps convince me that not everything is out to get me. Until, of course, I fall and break my neck looking for more.
Lita
I dropped a nickel on my way to school today. A man that was homeless pointed it out to me.”Hey kid,” he yelled. I told him to keep it but he said it was worthless.
Dan
the coin landed on the ground gracefully, it made a beautiful sound, like music. All the coins in the world make a sweet melody, one allowed only to be heard by those who listen. The rejoiceful music of money is what humans crave, money, and happiness, yet it cannot be earned, it must be heard.
Nikolette
Sometimes I will drop pennies on the ground in the hopes that a small child will find it and have a lucky day. It may just be only a coin but to me it has magical powers.
Lauren Hall
flip a coin to decided someone’s fate
a path probably worth taking
one side – heads -permits you to go one way
the other – tails – permits you to go the other
in one flip something is decided… yet, the coin stands on it’s edges and the decision falls flat
…too indecisive, so little time, is it possible to choose both directions instead and still succeed?
laelah
30 coins in my pocket, all of them worthless because together they still don’t equal enough to buy a sandwich or a drink, both of which I need desperately. I was not prepared for the day that I couldn’t afford to eat.
HF
coin operated boy is a song I thought, at first, was about a boy coming to life but, as it turns out I was horribly wrong when someone informed me it was really about a vibrator. Oh you silly Dresden Dolls and crazy tattooed eyebrow lead singer.
Sally
He pushed his sweating hands into his pocket and pulled out the slightly dulled and scratched coin. The surface was roughed, like it had spent its entire life rubbing up against others of its kind – spent, returned, respent. It never had an identity, just a value. That’s what it was today. Just enough to pay for that bicycle.
Fraize
she wandered off from the grown-ups and their polite conversations. Her 3 year old eyes were flying over the world in front of her, and her gaze landed on a forgotten coin that had slipped on to the floor. curious, pleased, at her find she picked it up, ran her fingers over it, stared at it, smelled it. it smelled funny,and made her crinkle her button nose up.
The poet watched, smiling at her curiosity. She marveled at the wonder in her eyes, the surprise. Shaking her head, wistfully, she thought that it was as if she and the girl were part of a world of their own, a world of quiet thought, watching and listening, and everyone else in a far away place, where the wonders were dismissed. She laughed at her luck, almost spilling the secret on her tongue.
mitali
a coin drops. it has two sides, one heads, one tails. it cannot land on but one — and the one that lands down will be eclipsed, gone forever, irretrievable. what choice should i make? i love him. should i leave to go to him? whatever i do… the other choice will be gone.
kyro
moneyt is gold and copper and silver and green. paper, copper silver. Used to buy money, back in the day they used coins for currency and to trade items. a quarter is 25 cents a penny is 1 cent and a nikel is worth 5 cents and a dime is worth 10 cents.
riley cuper
i now have a coin jar, because my husband inexplicably does not want his coin change. i want it! i now have a change jar and i have visions of plane tickets to far away tropical destinations, all earned from spare change.
shahsi
The face of the coin was unremarkable, an no amount of polishing would change that. He took it as a metaphor for himself.
Dave
it was there. it was round. and glittery. a little glittery. but more glittery than I had expected. why had it fallen out of his pocket? was there a reason? was i supposed to find it? i walked on but couldn’t bear to pass it up. i took a tep backward to pivk it up and as i leaned down i saw it. why was this happening to me?
Lisa
A coin is something you can pay for things with. In the greek times a god would put a coin over your eyes so you could pay for the god to take you to the afterlife. Coins are pretty and shiny and are usually very useful. People collect coins and people through coins into fountains. I love coins.
Rina
cold scrap glued to the sidewalk with wintergreen gum
blackened by age and temperature
and the pressure of thousands of feet shuffling along that dirty alley sidewalk
innocuous piece of trash
hey.
jane doe
the coin in mario is what your after, And yet not really because the coins dont really do much for you, sure if you get 100 you get a free life but it just doesnt seem worth it when you can just find free lifes in randome boxes everywhere in the maps. Also I mean a coin seems so silly if you really think about it, just doesnt make sence
money fun rides fares chucy cheeses me gold on thE DAY OF LIFE
coin. throw coins at the dancer. shimmering lights, applause, shouts of joy. Noone knows the darknsss inside. the lonliness. It is the dancer.
coin. i need a million more for our economy is merely declining.
Money-needed to do just about anything in this rinky dink town of California that my parents decided to move us to in the middle of my high school career. Money-needed to do anything or enjoy even the simplest life has to offer such as the mall movies dinner out with the girls.
it began with the coin. billy found it all rusty and damaged lying on the ground next to the arcade machine. he signed. perhaps it would prevent him from returning home early and avoiding a scolding. but he was a kid, so he inserted it into the slot and played the arcade game anyways. little did he know that this simple act would change his life forever.
I had a coin in my pocket. It wasn’t just any coin, it was a magical coin. This coin was gold, flat, and hard, but it was also filled with the hopes and dreams of little children. This coin was happiness. Money is happiness, sometimes.
the coin bounced off the woman’s bust and she had to try to prevent the tears.
“heeey, sweetie-” the man slurred, beer clouding his breath. “wanna have some fuuun?”
she didn’t want to do this. but she needed the money- oh how she needed the money! she tried to repress the overwhelming feeling of disgust as she leaned in and pressed her lips against his.
the coins rushed out of the machine to her amazement. As the metal flowed through her hands a thought occurred to her ‘maybe I won’t kill myself tomorrow’
golden coin shining on the ground.
all alone waiting to be found.
looking for a pocket to call its own.
a wallet, a purse a place to belong.
it doesnt matter really cause soon it will be spent
and then it may fall to the ground again.
coins that are gold and rusty and remind you of pirates and peter pan and how he rescued tiger lily. tiger lily like tims daughter who is half korean and i always thought it would be cool to be the progeny of a famous artist. dad was an artist, but not famous. but who needs fame anyway?
I like a coin named nickel. It has Jefferson on it and I like the color. It is like a muted silver and it is just the right size. I like that 20 nickels equal one dollar and when you stack the 20 they usually stay on top of each other. I think they will always make nickles and probably will not do away with them for a very long time.
money controls our lives
for better or worse
get it how you want
but i’m not getting mine
not for me
this is it
money will rule you
money currency pound round silver gold wealth riches poverty bob geldof music ukulele hawai’i grass skirts cats dogs movie film
round and shiney and ron weasleys face!
AND THE QUEEN!
heads or tails innit =]
and they smell REALLY good.
they might taste good too, but idk where theyve been
Probly eaten by somebody ^_^
suzy hirons ate a 20p once.
Pretty rank really
“We’ll flip a coin for it.”
“Alright.”
“Call it.”
“Heads.”
The coin flew up and arced slightly in the air.
As it came back down it seemed to momentarily stop as if the time were slowing down.
The weight of the matter pulled it down…
“Tails…”
Horrified, he screamed.
Then as he knew he must, he sighed and accepted his fate…
I like to collect coins. My great Uncle Kenneth had a wonderful coin collection. I have one coin that belonged to my grandpa Brad. I also have an indian head penny. Coin Colleting is lots of fun. I really enjoy seeing all the old coins.
money honey. Fast cash. Dollars. noise. I like the quite stuff. Add a lot of coins together and what do you have? Plenty of noise. I said noise honey. You can save up enough change to buy a new 30K truck if you want. What looks like a little is more than you know. Money honey.
fuck money
lets all try to love each other
love the world
yeah, fuck money
help somebody who doesn’t have any
give away your change
what is the coin, that i do not like.
smells of copper, yuck.
its no coincidence to coincide.
I have a coin… it’s blank, but I keep it in the jar with the rest of my collection. In a way, it’s nothingness defines it… makes it unique. People always disregard it. But I think it’s awesome. In a way, it’s more awesome than the really old dime I have. Even though it’s worth almost nothing.
Flip the coin, heads or tails.
money, change, having bling. Shiny, silver, copper. Useless to some, craved by others, helping the homeless, sharing with buskers, leaving at tills, collecting on the dresser. Should we get rid of them?
money is tax funding about tax the tax is fun than the coat is what is seen it can be unnofficial and what the hell is this i am goin nuts abut it i am excited money is all that all is about ad all can be.
I find it on the sidewalk. It does nothing for me, except perhaps convince me that not everything is out to get me. Until, of course, I fall and break my neck looking for more.
I dropped a nickel on my way to school today. A man that was homeless pointed it out to me.”Hey kid,” he yelled. I told him to keep it but he said it was worthless.
the coin landed on the ground gracefully, it made a beautiful sound, like music. All the coins in the world make a sweet melody, one allowed only to be heard by those who listen. The rejoiceful music of money is what humans crave, money, and happiness, yet it cannot be earned, it must be heard.
Sometimes I will drop pennies on the ground in the hopes that a small child will find it and have a lucky day. It may just be only a coin but to me it has magical powers.
flip a coin to decided someone’s fate
a path probably worth taking
one side – heads -permits you to go one way
the other – tails – permits you to go the other
in one flip something is decided… yet, the coin stands on it’s edges and the decision falls flat
…too indecisive, so little time, is it possible to choose both directions instead and still succeed?
30 coins in my pocket, all of them worthless because together they still don’t equal enough to buy a sandwich or a drink, both of which I need desperately. I was not prepared for the day that I couldn’t afford to eat.
coin operated boy is a song I thought, at first, was about a boy coming to life but, as it turns out I was horribly wrong when someone informed me it was really about a vibrator. Oh you silly Dresden Dolls and crazy tattooed eyebrow lead singer.
He pushed his sweating hands into his pocket and pulled out the slightly dulled and scratched coin. The surface was roughed, like it had spent its entire life rubbing up against others of its kind – spent, returned, respent. It never had an identity, just a value. That’s what it was today. Just enough to pay for that bicycle.
she wandered off from the grown-ups and their polite conversations. Her 3 year old eyes were flying over the world in front of her, and her gaze landed on a forgotten coin that had slipped on to the floor. curious, pleased, at her find she picked it up, ran her fingers over it, stared at it, smelled it. it smelled funny,and made her crinkle her button nose up.
The poet watched, smiling at her curiosity. She marveled at the wonder in her eyes, the surprise. Shaking her head, wistfully, she thought that it was as if she and the girl were part of a world of their own, a world of quiet thought, watching and listening, and everyone else in a far away place, where the wonders were dismissed. She laughed at her luck, almost spilling the secret on her tongue.
a coin drops. it has two sides, one heads, one tails. it cannot land on but one — and the one that lands down will be eclipsed, gone forever, irretrievable. what choice should i make? i love him. should i leave to go to him? whatever i do… the other choice will be gone.
moneyt is gold and copper and silver and green. paper, copper silver. Used to buy money, back in the day they used coins for currency and to trade items. a quarter is 25 cents a penny is 1 cent and a nikel is worth 5 cents and a dime is worth 10 cents.
i now have a coin jar, because my husband inexplicably does not want his coin change. i want it! i now have a change jar and i have visions of plane tickets to far away tropical destinations, all earned from spare change.
The face of the coin was unremarkable, an no amount of polishing would change that. He took it as a metaphor for himself.
it was there. it was round. and glittery. a little glittery. but more glittery than I had expected. why had it fallen out of his pocket? was there a reason? was i supposed to find it? i walked on but couldn’t bear to pass it up. i took a tep backward to pivk it up and as i leaned down i saw it. why was this happening to me?
A coin is something you can pay for things with. In the greek times a god would put a coin over your eyes so you could pay for the god to take you to the afterlife. Coins are pretty and shiny and are usually very useful. People collect coins and people through coins into fountains. I love coins.
cold scrap glued to the sidewalk with wintergreen gum
blackened by age and temperature
and the pressure of thousands of feet shuffling along that dirty alley sidewalk
innocuous piece of trash
hey.
the coin in mario is what your after, And yet not really because the coins dont really do much for you, sure if you get 100 you get a free life but it just doesnt seem worth it when you can just find free lifes in randome boxes everywhere in the maps. Also I mean a coin seems so silly if you really think about it, just doesnt make sence