The imp in my purse
There is an imp in my purse ,
I’m sure he is the one,
Who gobbles all my money,
Just to have some fun.
I had five notes of five hundred.
Now there are only two.
I know I didn’t spend them,
Or lend them to any of you.
It is that naughty imp,
Who eats up all my money.
He does it for a joke.
He thinks it’s very funny
When I think I have the dough
And go on a spending spree
And realise I am broke
I hear him laughing at me.
I try and try to catch him,
But he’s always so spry.
So there is nothing for me to do,
But over my lost money to cry.
Oh yes! There is an imp in my purse.
I’m sure he is the one,
Who gobbles all my money,
Just to have some fun!