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HE LEFT EMPTY-ANDED.
HE LEFT EMPTY-HANDED.
A wise man once had got so rich,
and gathered tanks of gold at home.
He asked his sisters once a year
to rub the gold and find the sum.
He was respected by all men
as he helped all who had a need.
He spent on people quite a lot
despite all that his gold increased.
The city and the countryside
respected him for his great wealth.
He did his best to gain their love,
but gold moved their hearts and their breath.
He wrote in his will ere he died
to make two holes in his coffin,
and stretch out his hands one each side
to show he left with nothing in.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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A wise man once had got so rich,
and gathered tanks of gold at home.
He asked his sisters once a year
to rub the gold and find the sum.
He was respected by all men
as he helped all who had a need.
He spent on people quite a lot
despite all that his gold increased.
The city and the countryside
respected him for his great wealth.
He did his best to gain their love,
but gold moved their hearts and their breath.
He wrote in his will ere he died
to make two holes in his coffin,
and stretch out his hands one each side
to show he left with nothing in.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
____________________________________
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