GOT

            Got is the attitude of haste
            A sure foundation of needless waste
            I've got to have it yesterday
            It's something new, I'll gladly pay
            Whether I have the cash or not
            My plastic card will stem the rot
            And I'll be in a heavenly mood
            Because, to me, it's just like food
            That feeds the boredom in my soul
            And fills my hungry God shaped hole
            But only lasts a little time
            Before that mountain I must climb
            If only I would ask The One
            Who satisfies through His dear Son
            Then I would surely lose the taste
            For all my piles of needless waste.