YUPPIES’ PRAYER
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray my Cuisinart to keep,
I pray my stocks are on the rise,
And that my analyst is wise,
That all the wine I sip is white,
And that my hot tub’s watertight.
That racquetball won’t get too tough,
That all my sushi’s fresh enough.
I pray my cordless phone still works,
That my career won’t lose is perks.
My microwave won’t radiate,
My condo won’t depreciate.
I pray my health club doesn’t close,
And that my money market grows.
If I go broke before I wake,
I pray my Volvo they won’t take. From the Washington Post
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