Ripped from a friend:

a poem, author unknown "A dollar to God"

Three thousand for my brand new car,
Five thousand for a piece of sod
Ten thousand I paid to begin a house
A dollar I gave to God

A tidy sum to entertain my friends in pointless chatter
And when the world goes crazy mad,
I ask, Lord, what's the matter?
A dollar I gave to God

Yet there is one big question,
For the answer I still search:
With things so bad in this old world,
What's holding back my church?
A dollar I gave to God