With promises of great return,
Taking gold he did not earn,
Bundled it up out of sight,
Quietly slipped off into the night
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Hanging Men
PoetryI don't own this poem and I don't remember who wrote it but if u do all rights go to him/her
The Lying Male Filled With Ale.
With promises of great return,
Taking gold he did not earn,
Bundled it up out of sight,
Quietly slipped off into the night
