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The Immoral Saint

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I think you are thinking how i could not make a big cut
And become a power wielding politicians though
I have a blade like tongue and a mind like a cauldron
Boiling leads and freezing mercury at cryogenic level
And break a path to be super rich though I know
The trick of the trade how to play intraday in equity market

You might also think that how it is possible for a man
To be quite extraordinarily and lives a life of penury
When I sacredly have discovered the formula to win a lottery

But I am not thinking all these but I go wondering
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Friday, May 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: saint
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