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6 Today, she brought me a flower from the park. aWhen I asked her what kind it was, she stared at me with such deep pity that I was ashamed.
7 The bones in her face and hands are as delicate as bDresden china, but she would be angry if I told her that I dream about the lilt in her hips as she walks away down the ccorridor.
8 She reads to me from the Bible; I do not really listen to the words, but only her voice, dbecause that is the kind of man I am.
9 O Money, could you send her something for her mission? I would like to do something nice for her, but I cannot.
10 Would it be too much to ask, O Money? Even a small amount would seem like a lot to her.
11 She is a beautiful person, O Money. Tomorrow, we will sing ehymns together.

CHAPTER 63
1 Thank you, O Money, for your gift to the mission. I suppose it must have been you.
2 You have always worked in mysterious ways, haven't you, O Money?
3 fI am getting older, O Money, but I am learning.
4 gAren't I, O Money?

CHAPTER 64
1 hO Money, Money, Money.
2 iO Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money.
a.Psay.5O.5
b.Psong.27.1
c.Zig.8.10-12
d.Psom.23.8
e.Psom.30.1-7
Psom.39.1-6
f.Psom.23.5
g.Psom.18.14
h.Psong.20.1
i.Psong.20.2
j.Psong.20.3
k.Psong.20.4
l.Psong.20.5
m.Brit.40.8
n.Wil.69.6
3 jO Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money.
4 kO Money, Money, Money.
5 lO Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money, Money.
6 I want you, I need you, I've just got to have you!
7 Just kidding, O Money. I'm off to prison now, so mstick it in your ear.

CHAPTER 65
1 Who needs you anyway, O Money? What are you anyway but a bunch of metal and paper trash?
2 All the good things in life are free, aren't they? Haven't you heard that too?
3 nAfter all, who needs anything more than a nice blanket, and a warm cell, and a little light to clean your fingernails by?
4 Who needs more than that? Tell me, O Money.
5 Don't you know anything at all, O Money? O speak to me from the depths of your solid gold brain.
6 Tell me something I don't know. Give it a try, O Money.

CHAPTER 66
1 O Money, it's me. I know I have a lot to apologize for, and I'll get started right away, but you wouldn't just up and desert one of your best followers, would you?