The Self Made Billionaire

F Francis Duggan
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The wealthiest person In the rural town And his was far more than a local renown A billionaire he was one known far and wide Beyond the borders of his home countryside. Ten years ago in is sixty fifth year his wife passed away She died in his arms on a warm Summer's day Painful stomach cancer slowly robbed her of her life To their daughter and son a good mother and to him a loving wife. A very successful man and a self made billionaire One might say his type of person very rare But the facts tell us so and facts never lie That all people are born to eventually die. In his seventy fifth year he was not even sick From a massive heart attack his end it was quick In the cemetery on the hill where his wife is he lay In a public show of grief he was buried today.

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