Wanna make money?
You're gonna have to earn it.
Redundant had said.

"Write me a poem"
He said with a cheeky grin.
"I'll do as I'm told"

okay i'ma do some rhyming poetry now.

"Redundant, Redundant"
I said to a chime.
"I don't have any money.
Not even a dime."

"Don't worry lad,
I'll set ya straight"
As he filled my pockets
at a marvelous rate.

"Look at all this TC!"
I exclaimed with a grin.
"Don't buy hookers,
Adultery is sin."

"I won't mister, I promise!
I'll invest in the market!"
I'm gonna triple my earnings
Retirement is the target!