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            You cannot take it with you
            That's what they always say
            No matter how you build your pile
            When you're gone, it will stay
            So while you're being stingy
            By hoarding loads of dross
            You're missing out on what it's for
            And all your gain is loss.

            God provided everything
            Your gifts, your wealth, your job
            To share with those of greater need
            So moth and rust won't rob
            When you finally get to heaven
            Your  home will be a slum
            Because your treasure stayed down here
            How could you be so dumb.