You're Rich So Scream It At High Pitch!

What was that? You don't believe the cat? Bah, you are as rich as can be. Even if you have no job at your sea. As long as some money is there, you are rich, I swear.

Make a buck.
Make a tip.
Screw the luck,
Sailed that ship.

A buck on the street.
That sure is grand.
Pick it up for a treat,
And tune up the band.

You are rich.
Rich as can be.
No need to bitch.
Just follow with me.

Paid that bill.
Paid it in full.
What a thrill,
You have some pull.

Reading this, right?
Reading it here?
It is in your sight,
So stick with me, dear.

I used that word.
Bah, oh well.
It may be absurd,
But what the hell.

With riches for all.
It can be said.
Rich at your hall,
Even when dead.

Like Dr. Seuss.
Richer than most alive.
Even with a dead caboose,
His estate can survive.

But that's off track.
That is really rich.
In nothing they lack,
Even dead in a ditch.

You read this, right?
I asked that already.
But whether day or night,
You read it steady.

Means you are richer than a huge percentage of the world with no internet use. Look at you, avoiding the poor noose. You are also richer than kings of the past. At least many with a steady 9-5 blast. Even with inflation at play you are richer than some king dingalings that had their say. Don't you feel oh so rich now? I'm sure you'll get over it somehow. Wow, we are all one rich mass. I'll have to go out and bronze my little rhyming ass.

Fill your rummer, get drunk all summer.