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Cheque Day A poor man in poor spirits rises to a dollars' scent rich again for this one day.
He can afford now to have that temporary pretense that surrounds his shortened reach and play the part of providence.
Sinking high in his perch his values now worth hearing by beggars, users, pundits and fools until again they detect the stench of poverty.
Knowing this he spends his self an outpouring of each last wisdom told tenfold ere he returns to a poor man in poor spirits.
Precious words once backed by cold, hard cash; a mere penny for his thoughts now eagerly accepted.
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