If dust were dollars I’ll be getting a tax deduction if the White House has its way. If dust were dollars at this moment I’d be buried in green. Wait, I’ll get my billfold and the house will be clean. If dust were dollars I could retire and start living the dream. I’d buy me a dirt farm with a big old house sitting on a busy dirt road. I’d open all the windows every day and watch the money billow in then laugh all the way to the bank.