Author Samuel Johnson You told me, Maro, whilst you live You'd not a single penny give, But that, whene'er you chanct to die, You'd leave a handsome legacy: You must be mad beyond redress, If my next wish you cannot guess! Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 3.2 (5 votes) Rate Log in or register to post comments