Author Jacob Hilderbrand Why Doctor , cure that pleasing Ill? He had been Mad ; but Wealthy still: He feels, and owns he now is poor. Better for Gripus do as much, Who starves , yet is afraid to touch The useless Hoards , he keeps in store. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments