A man took all his belongings
Then he had them sold
With the money that he got
Bought himself a lump of gold
…
This lump he went and buried
Outside in a little hole
Spent a too many visits
Like it was his soul
…
One of his cunning workmen
Found his little secret
Fled away with the lump of gold
And left his master bereft
…
A neighbour seeing him grieve
Said, “Just pick up a stone
Place it in the hole you dug
As if it’s the gold you own.
…
“You never meant to use the gold
So just pretend that it is there
The stone is as good as your lump
Stop tearing up your hair.”
It’s so nice!
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Thank you.
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I love this one Frank!
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