As the rich man’s car went one day speedily by,
A poor man’s face soon became covered with dust.
So, He stopped, looked, sat, and bitterly began to cry.
Then, he rose determingly ready to part from his rust.
He walked, walked, walked while asking people why,
No answer came to him from people but looks of distrust.
“Never mind” said the poor man “I will rise so high”.
“It is all right” added the poor man “ I am nobody to trust”.
Life came to go on and the poor man was awfully shy.
He thought that it would work with him without any must.
He mistakenly believed that it would go without any try.
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