The Penny Throwers Guild Of America Would Like To Apologize For This Poem

coming down to the wishing well
to ask the little creatures inside
for a new angle
a twist on your boring lifestyle
throw in a nickel, toss in a dime
maybe they'll jump up and give you
some of their precious time

keep on dreaming of that summit
you might reach the bottom someday
those sleeping eyes hide the demons
from your fragile sense of wonder
and make you forget what you
had in mind when you reached
in the bucket of good intentions

need a second opinion?
need a different option?
the little fellow in the
pink and purple suit may have the answers
but he won't tell you
until you dance with him
and let him squeeze your ambitions
just long enough to steal them
take them to the market
make a fortune and leave you stranded
like a fool at the fountain
tossing good money away