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Poor Job has died
God rest his soul!! He was not old of days But the time had come Most of his friends Have already departed. Job lived modestly He never wore a bow tie A butterfly on his neck He did not buy expensive Clothes even for his wedding. But today poor Job Is in a black deluxe limousine On his last trip around Traffic at intersections Stops for Job and for The funeral convoy The last gesture of respect For the late poor Job By the road traffic. Now Job is well mowed Shaved, mousse and powdery And he wears a white shirt Expensive costume and tie Shoes polished and shining Job knowingly had purchased For this special day.
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