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'God' is composed of letters three,
          But if you put an 'l'
Before the last it seems to me
          A synonym for Hell.
For all of envy, greed and hate
          The human heart can hold
Respond unto the devil's bait
                    Of Gold.

When God created Gold to be
          For our adorning fit,
I little think he dreamed that we
          Would come to worship it.
But when you ruefully have scanned
          The chronicles of Time,
You'll find that lucre lends a hand
                    To Crime.

So if you are a millionaire,
          To be of Heaven sure,
Give every penny you can spare
          Unto the sick and poor.
From Gold strike out the evil 'ell,'
          And so with letters odd
You can with peace of spirit spell
                    Just GOD.

Added: 29 Jun 2002 | Last Read: 30 Aug 2008 2:38 PM | Viewed: 2297 times

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