So Poor

Many years ago, when I was a baby,
In a far away country, a million miles away maybe,
We were very poor indeed; even water was a treat,
Until I was ten, I did not know the taste of meat,
I wore shoes, until they needed to be re-soled,
In the winter, we could not even afford to be cold,
When my feet were too big for my shoes,
The front was cut off, and out came the toes,
My long pants I wore, till they were short pants,
We had no leftover crumbs, so we did not even have ants,
So consider yourself fortunate and lucky,
If you have food on your table and ants in your pantry,

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