High Five (A Poem)

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You want some money? Write, write, write. Do it all day. Do it tonight. And when you hit The magic five, Blow me a kiss And tell me you're alive. High five, That's the number that is true. If you want to get paid, You'll have to make do. High five, It takes a month or two to see, But you have plenty of time, I think you'll agree.