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FRANK MANSELA
Avarice
It never is enough, there is no bound To man's ambition, envy and desire, One want fulfilled, another soon is found, For gain increases greed, as fuel, fire. I think the world turns round because of this, The fever to possess and own and hold, A though increase of riches led to bliss Which is not true since joy is nowhere sold.
The grasping hand, the avaricious stare, Sz ard-faced gambler seeking quick return..
proud of purse, flamboyant everywhere, Desting those who only toil and earn.
Hi there I see, and then, the bitter end, Mourning the wealth there was no time to spend.
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