Goes the world now, it will with thee go hard:
The fattest hogs we grease the more with lard.
To him that has, there shall be added more;
Who is penurious, he shall still be poor.
Once Poor, Still Penurious
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: poor, world, hard, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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