There are eleven kinds of men we have had.
The first is the worker who works and works;
The second one is who exploits the first.
The third is the soldier, who protects both.
The fourth is the tax payer of all the four.
The fifth is the wanderer, who takes rest
On behalf of all the four kinds of men.
The sixth is the drunkard, who drinks for them.
The seventh is the banker robbing them all.
The eighth is the lawyer misleading all.
The ninth is the doctor killing them all.
The tenth rank man is the undertaker,
Who buries all the ten kinds of persons.
The eleventh is in politics not assailed.
30.10.2021
Marcus Tolliver Cero (101-43BC) Roman
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