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Alas Beautiful Summer now hath fled	A
And the face of Nature doth seem dead	A
And the leaves are withered and falling off the trees	B
By the nipping and chilling autumnal breeze	B
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The pleasures of the little birds are all fled	A
And with the cold many of them will be found dead	A
Because the leaves of the trees are scattered in the blast	C
And makes the feathered creatures feel downcast	C
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Because there are no leaves on the trees to shield them from the storm	D
On a windy and rainy cloudy morn	E
Which makes their little hearts throb with pain	F
By the chilling blast and the pitiless rain	F
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But still they are more contented than the children of God	G
As long as they can pick up a worm from the sod	G
Or anything they can get to eat	H
Just for instance a stale crust of bread or a grain of wheat	H
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Oh Think of the little birds in the time of the snow	I
Also of the little street waifs that are driven to and fro	I
And trembling in the cold blast and chilled to the bone	J
For the want of food and clothing and a warm home	K
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Besides think of the sorrows of the wandering poor	L
That are wandering in the cold blast from door to door	M
And begging for Heaven's sake a crust of bread	A
And alas Not knowing where to lay their head	A
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While the rich are well fed and covered from the cold	N
While the poor are starving both young and old	N
Alas It is the case in this boasted Christian land	O
Where as the rich are told to be kind to the poor is God's command	O
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Oh Think of the working man when he's no work to do	P
Who's got a wife and family perhaps four or two	P
And the father searching for work and no work can be had	Q
The thought I'm sure 'tis enough to drive the poor man mad	Q
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Because for his wife and family he must feel	R
And perhaps the thought thereof will cause him to steal	R
Bread for his family that are starving at home	K
While the thought thereof makes him sigh heavily and groan	J
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Alas The pangs of hunger are very hard to hide	S
And few people can their temper control	T
Or become reconciled to their fate	U
Especially when they cannot find anything to eat	H
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Oh Think of the struggles of the poor to make a living	V
Because the rich unto them seldom are giving	V
Wereas they are told he that giveth to the poor lendeth unto the Lord	W
But alas they rather incline their money to hoard	W
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Then theres the little news vendors in the street	H
Running about perhaps with bare feet	H
And if the rich chance to see such creatures in the street	H
In general they make a sudden retreat	H

William Topaz Mcgonagall

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