Saturday, January 7, 2012

A Trip to the Store


I had sixteen quarters and fifteen nickels
And I went to the store to buy four jars of pickles
But I guess on the way that the coins changed their minds
‘Cause I opened my palm to find thirty one dimes
I explained to the clerk, and said, “Gee, ain’t that strange?”
But he shrugged and said, “Baby, that’s why it’s called change.”