If you have it on hand, then you have your supply.
To supply is to furnish, which is sure no "surppry."
Your fund or your hoard, accumulation or stock,
Is what you might call your supply that's in hock.
From stockpile or reserve or surplus or store
Is how you deliver, dispense or give more,
Hand over, provision, outfit or transfer --
Your supply is the source of materiel, sir!
An armamentarium to satisfy needs
From which you turn over at resupply speeds.

Yet to be a supply is to be in demand,
So you want to be plentiful, always on hand.
You're essential, like air supply, blood supply, food,
Or like energy, money, or medical, Dude.
The supply train can carry no oversupply
To the depot, like water or power; that's why
If you were the supply you'd fill up satisfy,
Reinforce, or augment, even satiate, guy.
Yes, to be a supply, you would succor, assist,
Be so instrumental, you're rough to resist.

So... make a wish... it might come true.
It's all up to you. It's all up to you.

If you chose to be packing supplies you could wrap
All the office supplies fitting under your flap.
A supply cooperative operates on a farm,
And artist's supplies surely cause no alarm.
To supply is to feed and to feed is to eat;
To eat's to consume your supplies, so don't cheat.
To cheat is to falsify, lie, trap, deceive.
And deception's not your best impression to leave.
But if you are leaving, please don't you ignore
Your supply of street smarts, and keep them in store.

So stockpiling money to spend there is wise.
But saving your cash, your supply will augment,
So as not to be short-changed when paying the rent!
To rent, by the way, is tearing your garment
In anguish or rage, though surely no harm-meant --
Like supply-side economics, trickling down to the least;
What a shame we've discounted, abandoned that beast!
It's a theory that lowering taxes will leaven
Earnings, savings, investment and capitalist heaven.

So... make a wish... it might come true.
It's all up to you. It's all up to you.

Another supply, so my Webster's says, verily,
Is a clergyman filling a pulpit temporarily.
That's a pastor supplying a need or desire,
So his congregants can pray beneath a church spire.
Aspire is to soar, or to have an ambition;
That's a yearning to reach and achieve some position.
The yearner was hungry, even after he ate,
Unless the supply of fame's victuals was late.
Though missing a meal is not common for me,
What's common is missing the meal of fame, see?

Fame's in slight supply, which is why we all seek it;
Forces poverty on us, so out we must eek it.
Forces risk-taking and economic retrenching
To keep short supply of cash in your fist clenching.
But when Fortune smiles as she styles your fate pleasant,
Your supply of good cheer, half forgot, becomes present.
A surfeit from your reservoir of "supportment,"
Potentially overindulges comportment.
But if you supply some modesty willing,
The windfall supply of good things can be thrilling!

So... make a wish... it might come true.
It's all up to you. It's all up to you.