It never pays to be poor
When you sleep on the floor
When you beg for alms they all show you the door
You get much less, but you ask for more
Why is life such a terrible chore?
And you can seldom afford what you want at the store... (to be cont'd?)
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Spoiled rotten little kid
Can't believeth what you did
And the loot you hid
Right inside the toilet lid...
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