<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373816" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hod Putt</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here I lie close to the grave <br>Of Old Bill Piersol, <br>Who grew rich trading with the indians, and who <br>Afterwards took the bankrupt law <br>And emergeed from it richer than ever. <br>Myself grown tired of toil and poverty <br>And beholding how Old Bill and others grew in wealth, <br>Robbed a traveler one night near Proctor's Grove, <br>Killing him unwittingly while doing so, <br>For the which I was tried and hanged. <br>That was my way of going into bankruptcy. <br>Now we who took the bankrupt law in our respective ways <br>Sleep peacefully side by side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edgar+Lee+Masters">Edgar Lee Masters</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373816" data-title="Hod Putt de Edgar Lee Masters" data-description="Here I lie close to the grave Of Old Bill Piersol, Who grew rich trading with the indians, and who Afterwards took the bankrupt law And emergeed from it richer than ever. Myself grown tired of toil and poverty And beholding how Old Bill and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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