The fools rush in
They find no gold
They stand there
The minds blank
They look at each
other
Who is to blame?
Who speak of easy
gold?
In the gold mine
waiting to be collected?
They stand or
linger
Some smoke cigars
Some talk angrily
We are the fools!
We better go in and
look
Bring our gears and
dig our days
There is no harm
since we are here
Go to the tunnel maybe
we find gold!
They never return
Nothing is heard
from them
The fools rush in
Drop into the deep
hole
Don’t get fooled
By high returns on
investments
Don’t be the greedy
fools
There will be rain
of tears
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