Affluence Fights Influence
I check what I can handle,
Try to be intense candle:
Why? To burn brightly for light:
All the time a welcome sight...
I should men carry along,
Now with common sense,soon song.
Strive I to be The Humble,
In found gloom letters mumble:
Words that can't make one stumble
Nor a held China tumble...
Yet have I foes who grumble
And when my speech starts crumble.
It's like I had clinched sweet chance
To make it past closed entrance...
They have glimpsed my cistern
Not any thing The Western:
All of them Men of Affluence
Who could cost Lucky Influence.
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