Y// "Poor Me"
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A president of a big nation
sitting alone on Christmas eve
in a white house, writing,
about himself: 'poor me'
He is so right
He might be the poorest,
the poorest man on earth
No matter how big his accounts.
If our heart is void of values
If our morals are miserably low
If we have poverty in our soul
We are indeed among the poorest.
Among the poorest on earth: 'POOR HIM'!
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