The price of gold, is really high these days
so I contacted a buyer, who buys it and top dollar is paid!
An envelope arrived, so I could fill it with all my old gold
and off it gets sent, with this note I've enclosed!
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Dear Sir;
Be good to my gold jewelry, for they all were once gifts
I know they're all broken, of their chains and of clips.
They once had sentimental value, but I need the money right now
So would you melt them down carefully?
And maybe make them into a cross somehow?
I wouldn't have sent them, but as I've mentioned maybe before
these times have been a great burden, none like, any I've known.
My children are hungry and their babies need to be fed
I hope you understood me, in this message you've read.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ten for the friend for the end