The Beggar..

He is a old man stay on the road ,
One side there is a bag
Other side there is an umbrella
Theese two things are his own friends
Sometimes the bag help him to sleep
The other one help him to,
Protect the sunshine & rain

There is no one near in the old man
He always liedown & looking far away
Day by day he was degenareted
Because he haven't anything to eat ,
Haven't anything to drink
Eventually the old man was died
Because he is a Beggar..

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