Song of the Oily Men
We only want to oil the heads of oily men.
We have no oil for those who are oilless.
You who are the owners of oil and who do
the business of oil are our relatives and friends-
we want to declare it again and again.
But those who are poor and beggars, who are
going to embrace the Death very soon are none to us
and they have no value on earth too.
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