A beggar in rags stood by the church door,
Unshaven, unappealing to the core;
Despite his unsteady voice and facade,
Apparently a mere dime made him mad.
"Come. come, be a good sport," he retorted;
"I know WE have much more... Be comforted;
"Tomorrow, a real treasure will be thine.
"You see, more than a trillion worlds are mine!"
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