Oh God! Take care of me

Needs not me not my wish
Needs my money only money
Oh God! Am I so bad?
What a pity people are so pretty
What is done is past and lost
Why not do now is the quest
If so I relent, I repent.
When my pocket is full
Lavishly I nurtured
When my pocket is dull
Sparingly I am convinced
If really there's a need be
I am doubtful of these bees
May not peep at me to
May not think of me to
Caressing might be the sin
Parenting might be the din
Oh God! Take care of me
My Lord! Keep drive of me.