With Gold Remain Bold

Remember you were told To always remain bold While walking the Path of Gold; To not let self be down rolled But the Yellowish Thing hold… Gold mere blacksmiths would remold And by simple jewelers controlled. So, never before Gold Accept that you’re old Nor shiver like The Cold Nor like Autumnal Leaves fold A just alerted cuckold! To have a boat poled To a good length From no glittering Gold Comes the strength.