Poem -

All gold is old till found and Sold

All gold is old till found and Sold

How old is gold
And can gold be old
Once a one was told
That a rock Had a clone
And Shined when cold. Somewhere in the world
It was been mold
Everywhere but here
It was been sold.
Gold is something im yet to hold
To get to me it traveled very slow
Once it got here the prices were low
But People still liked and wore It was gold that stold the show Maybe cuz it never lost it's glow.
To keep having even more
All we did was click, or stick Run very fast just to hide
and there we would blow. Once again lots of gold..
And the only thing that beat it from been sold
Was people realizing it's cheaper when stold.
It was a way of pay
a thing of trade
And everywhere it stayed.

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