The Money Lender - Poem by nimal dunuhinga
An old boycotted photographer who stands in front of a Mall
And he thinks while seeing the huge car park.
I must send him a photograph the miser lent me some money a long time ago in high interest of buying this box camera.
'This photo gives you a slight impression of my car factory's outer premises and why don't you tick your choice and send me back?
I would ship you the required vehicle in free of charge as a gratitude.'
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