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I hear preacher telling me If I am on earth, rich, happy I have had my good share When I die to hell I may go That is, if I was not charitable But that looks unfair to me A billionaire who worked hard With a lot of property on earth I can’t accept to suffer hereafter I shall mobilize all human beings To raise five billion signatures And present before God, Creator To change the divine constitution When one is rich here on earth He should be rich in heaven too When one is poor here on earth He should go there poor and suffer Because in heaven we need porters Servants and maids the rich shall need Or else by present divine constitution There is no need to die and leave earth

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