A good man
His goodness oer'spread the banks,
Of rivers and streams,
It formed a great Tsunami,
Through field and cemetery.
The wealth and gold he had so ruthlessly acquired,
Now, partially, in ruined, impoverished Ghettos enmired.
The arisen dead, could not resist,
Their youthful corpses to insist,
To make him be partaken, in final repast,
Yes, a true Philanthropist.
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