Fair Exchange | By: Dorsey Baker | | Category: Short Story - Other Type Song Bookmark and Share

Fair Exchange

Fair Exchange

You've got

big cheese,

Dog got fleas,

don't hate trees.

Rich man

too poor,take

the lock off

your door.

Let the flood

waters flow,

black clouds turn

White as snow.


don't pity poverty,

pity the fool,

break the golden rule.

find someone

to fall in love with,

Just like smoke

rise above with

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