MONEY FALLS THROUGH MY FINGERS. CLINK! CLANK! INTO THE JAR. THE MONEY WAS LOUD AND PROUD. THE MONEY WAS PROUD OF ITS HOME IN THE JAR. IT MADE ITS HOME IN THE JAR TO BE HAPPY. MONEY WAS SCARES ELSEWHERE, SO THE BOY AND HIS JAR WERE FRIENDS. CLINK! CLANK! WENT THE MONEY AGAIN. THE MONEY MADE A STORM. THE STORM OF MONEY MADE RAIN LOOK SMALL. THE JAR OF MONEY MADE THE BOY CALL FOR HIS JAR LIKE MEN FOR BEER AT A BAR. A GLUTEN FOR PUNISHMENT IF HIS MOM MADE HIM GIVE IT UP. THE MONEY CLINKED AND CLANKED.