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Robert L. Martin

Robert L. Martin

Out Smarted Again

Some leprechauns are smart
and some aren’t.
Some will bury their gold
and forget to cover up the hole.
Some will trade ten gold coins
for ten boxes of coal,
painted with gold paint.
Some fools can
always be out smarted.

I wrote this for the "Belt and Beyond" Magazine.

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