Industree

compound interest

At the center of the garden was an industry
     and with industry alone
Sell a bit begotten in an endless fee
     till an industrial own
Summer falling autumn as the leaves that we'd
     and the whether always seems more cold
Something having rotten at the feeling that it'd gotten slowly bigger,
     wherewithall erodes
          One Soul'l
Thought he mighta got it by the river when he caught it
     and it isn't getting heavier gold
Something having wrought it as the feeling that he'd bought it
     started resonating over abode
Winter when its fruit would always find itself with Cupid
     and with Cupid you were stupid if you fail
So winter's willing fruit would often dine yourself with Cupid
     in the summer you would put 2 in the pay'll
          Some Soul'd
There began expanding always narrow roots demanding
     as if banding Cupids tiny wings for sale
Spread throughout the garden now a noxious we'd reguarding
     all like Kudzu only could do in the dale.