Oh Pity You

Oh pity you for worries of you do know
For like noxious weeds they only do grow and grow
And to cancer they have been known for to lead
Of such sad stories one so often does read
The town's wealthiest man he recently died
Tragically for his wife and young children of suicide
On his thirty second year in his life's prime
He did not wait for the life's Reaper on his existence for to call time
Worries about his business had been plaguing his mind
A not unusual problem of the millionaire kind
For his great financial successes with his life he did pay
Most thing come at a cost as some are known to say
The town's richest man he is at peace today
Out of his great unhappiness he found a way.

by Francis Duggan

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