A Greedy Man's Prayer This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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   Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake,

I pray my relatives don't take:

My jewels and clothes, my Sunday best,

In which I shall be laid to rest.

My mansion and my cars galore,

And nothing should go to the poor.

What good they'll do me, I don't know,

But I won't give what I don't owe.

Happiness is taking it when you go,

And I'm sure I'll use them down below.




This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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