There was once a man, who had some great vision
In taking his time, with every decision
But there were some, who pulled at his leg
Who cried to him, and then they would beg
He knew in his heart what they really wished for
When push came to shove, they wanted to score
He was born with a curse, which tore him apart
It was known far and wide, that he had a great heart
They all sure did try, to give it a go
Hoping his money, to them it would flow
He usually tried, to help those in need
Hoping their word, was true and not greed
But in the end, he always gave in
In his mind saying no, was surely a sin
He always found out, their words were not true
They never paid back, like they said they would do
And there came a day when his wealth went away
Not many more, would come and visit and stay
It came to him clearly, when those days were done
The ones who came calling, they wanted none
2007-03-03
22:58:12
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