George was born somewhere
inside London town,
working as he grew
for that extra pound.
Respected by all,
he married and made a home,
to give his children
more than he had known.
But then he died
without an explanation.
He never lied,
a very sincere relation.
Years before a fire
sent him in the street.
It took him months of work
to make ends meet.
But then he died
without and explanation.
He never lied,
a very sincere relation.
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