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The rich man and the poor man
G D G There was a rich man and he lived in Jerusalem G D G glory halelujah, hirojerum. G D G He wore a silk hat and his coat was nery sprucium G D G glory halelujah, hirojerum. G C Hirojerim (hey) hirojerum (hey) G skillemadinky dooleum D skillemadinky dooleum G D G glory halelujah, hirojerum. At his gate, there sat a human wreckium, He wore a bowler hat and the rim was round his neckium, The poor man asked for a piece of bread and cheesium, The rich man cried: "I´ll call for a policium The poor man died and his soul went to heavium, he danced with the angels till a quater past elevium, The rich man died but he didn´t fare so wellium, he couldn´t go to heaven so he had to go to hellium, "No", the devil said, "This here is no hotelium, It´s just a plain and ordinary hellium", The moral of the story is: Riches are no jokium, We´ll all go to heaven ´cause we are all stony brokium.