Return Of The Prodigal Son

By randy-johnson
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I asked my dad to sell half of his land and give me the loot.
I used the money to travel, drink spirits and hire prostitutes.
But my money soon ran out and I was forced to live like a dog.
I had no choice but to get a job and I had to feed a man's hogs.
My money didn't last very long, I can't believe how much I spent.
I returned to my father and I expected to be treated like a servant.
But instead, my father had a feast, we dined after he killed a calf.
My brother will get the rest of Dad's land, I was foolish to ask for my half.
I was so happy when my father was pleased to see me return.
A fool and his money are soon parted, that's the lesson I learned.
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Fool and his money are soon
Fool and his money are soon parted...wise words.
Jenny.
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