We only seem to be as free
As our bank accounts let us be,
And the degrees of freedom fluctuate
With ups and downs of your savings rate.
A lot of money gives you elbow space
To better move within the ol' rat race,
And even out of it you then can move,
While other live and perish in its groove.
The money is the fifth dimension
To help you move within the other four.
May you be bless't to have a big, fat pension
To give you freedom now, and evermore.
