Elogi Dels Diners

Crooked money makes truth,
and from judge they become lawyer;
wise they bring back the man prayed,
let there be of them.
Money makes good, money makes bad,
money makes man hell
and make him a heavenly saint,
depending on how you use them.
Money makes quarrels and murmurs,
and reproaches and honors,
and they sing prayers:
Blessed quorum
Money makes children happy
and they make the chaplains sing
and the Carmelite friars
at the big parties.
Money, skinny makes fat,
and the edges are ugly again.
If you say "jas" to deaf men,
so much they turn
Money makes the sick healthy;
Moors, Jews and Christians,
praising God and all the saints,
money loves
Money makes the world the game,
and they do honor to much badoc;
whoever says "no" is called "hoc".
Behold a miracle!
Money, then, you want to collect.
If you can have them, don't let them go;
if you have many you can return
pope of rome