Rectangular and round, colours too
Numbers and writing, on quite a few
Some are heavy, odd, one is blue
A funny shape, even, what does it do?
Monumental buildings, form a queue
Held in a clip or a zipper too
Mostly hiding, away from view
House, full, oh how lucky for you!
All feel they want it
It never seems new
Passed round and round
What does it do?
Hold it tight then just give it away
Put it on a plate, before they pray
It’s said to talk …so they all say
In THE…, at the end of the day
One flutters, the other has a clink
To have none, can make you sink
Have too much, and it can stink
The world goes around, there’s the link.