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The selfless man.
I used to be so young and dapper
the prize of every girl the goal of every slapper
I kissed the girls and loved the whores
there never was a man the female more adores
my generosity was legend
my trusts I'd empty my vaults I'd dredge and
then all the funds I'd throw about
until the money gone I was complete without
a pitiful penny to my name
and poverty did quite erode my erstwhile fame.
Kindness kindness was to blame
if only if only I'd played a less selfless game!
Published 29th Apr 2016
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29th Apr 2016 12:46pm
29th Apr 2016 1:40pm
Your enormous heart could never be filled with mere pennies anyway.
'Tis memories of giving that will follow you into the next lifetime,
and come home as riches. Loved this, Kissed One.
'Tis memories of giving that will follow you into the next lifetime,
and come home as riches. Loved this, Kissed One.
29th Apr 2016 10:46pm
You're very kind, thank you. I've rediscovered Ogden Nash so expect some sillinass.
Check out The Germ. It's a treasure:
A mighty creature is the germ,
Though smaller than the pachyderm.
His customary dwelling place
Is deep within the human race.
His childish pride he often pleases
By giving people strange diseases.
Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?
You probably contain a germ.
- Ogden Nash
Check out The Germ. It's a treasure:
A mighty creature is the germ,
Though smaller than the pachyderm.
His customary dwelling place
Is deep within the human race.
His childish pride he often pleases
By giving people strange diseases.
Do you, my poppet, feel infirm?
You probably contain a germ.
- Ogden Nash
29th Apr 2016 8:44pm
Good rhyming but not quite my idea of the selflessness that would be rewarded in heaven unless generosity to the poor was included in what you described. Reads more like the Prodigal Son's partying lifestyle before he decided to come back to Father.
29th Apr 2016 10:56pm
You're spot on and the irony was semi intended. I'm pretty sure the selfish often think they're selfless... look at the crumbs the fithy rich give to charity.
