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RICH MAN POOR MAN

 
How terribly and awfully English was he 
Stopped everything for his afternoon tea 
Crumpets for his breakfast covered with jam
Sandwiches for a light lunch mustard and ham 

He lived in a mansion in the country somewhere 
Butlers to dress him and barbers to cut his hair
A rich man was he not particularly pleasant 
Out each day shooting for game and pheasant 

So onto dinner he would have some beef tonight 
Had to be cooked just so and served just right 
While the poor man sleeps in a shop doorway 
This rich man was living more than okay 

He hasn't done a days work since he was born
Enough to make one feel anger and scorn 
Doesn't give a damn for the plight of the poor
If only he did he'd be a better person for sure

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