Once a friend proposed
`Gold is pleasure, gold is joy`.
I wished earnestly
Had I gold I were happy
And pleasures of life I could enjoy.
I met a chance
My lot seemed to appeared
Passing my way
I found a gold coin
I remembered my friend
I felt happy and gay.
Now I could be glad and jovial
My prompted pleasure was not sought real.....
Ahead the furlongs some two or three
Some bloody armed robbers followed at me
I screamed for help
But none was to help me
To save my treasure
With a sudden stumble I fell on the ground
They surrounded me all around
In their clutches of terrible grasp
I felt terrified, I felt fear bound.
They roared at me and demanded the coin
I being soul-afraid
Gave them the coin.
Getting the gold they set me rerlaxed.
I felt comforted I felt very glad
I felt really happy without the gold.
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