Treasure Island

Rudyard Kipling

(30 December 1865 – 18 January 1936 / Bombay)

A Bank Fraud


He drank strong waters and his speech was coarse;
He purchased raiment and forbore to pay';
He stuck a trusting junior with a horse,
And won gymkhanas in a doubtful way.
Then 'twixt a vice and folly, turned aside
To do good deeds and straight to cloak them, lied.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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