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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Excellent poetry love it bravo