Without a Silver Spoon
WITHOUT A SILVER SPOON
Without silver I was born
Though without it never handled a gun
Always I want ever to be honest
So i won’t be a life detest
A fore are my opportunities-why hesitate
A genius I am and knowledge I am to disseminate
Wisdom is in me and not to be doomed
I am going though without a silver spoon
Without silver spoon whose fault?
Never will be I any bit inferior
I know who I am is of superior
Though without it still have a dream
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