A pilgrim asked a penny on the road
To where does a lonely penny roam
To which the entire penny said, was
To a pocketful of gold.
He then asked a beggar on the road
To where did he wish to roam
And all he did say, was
To a heaven, he called home.
Thu,02 Oct 2008
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