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We want to oil the heads of oily men only.
No oil we have for those who have no oil at all.

The owners and traders of oil
Are our relatives and friends only;
We want to declare it again and again.

But those who are poor and beggars,
Who are going to embrace death,
Are none to us
And they have no value on earth.

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