Wiser Miser I've not the time To spare a dime For I must deal With those who steal. When I am robbed And I have sobbed I will not give To those who live A life of strife Who carry a knife Who take away What Is my pay. It's mine to keep And I will not leap From fortune to fame Which often brings shame. So i will stay So far away From those who steal Or live surreal. Edward Pollard Jr Copyright ©2006 Edward Pollard Jr