Alone I was left to die.
When my pockets jingled and with the great I mingled Beauties came with wine in hand! But when the fates frowned,no fairies were found, And the cup lay shattered in the sand In days of old when I had gold, A poet was I and a singer. When wealth-the fickle spouse-left my house I was termed a petty rhymer!
RANDOM RAVINGS In my imagination unbridled wild, Oh,How like a wayward child That smilingly smashes all his toy, World after world I create and destroy.
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