I did a favor yesterday,
a kindly little deed.
Then I called all to the world
to stop and look and heed.
They stopped and looked and flattered me
in words I could not trust.
And when the world had gone away,
my good deed turned to dust.
A very tiny courtesy
I found to do today.
Twas quickly done with none to see,
and then I ran away.
For someone must have witnessed it,
For truly, I declare,
As I sped back the stony path,
Roses were blooming there!
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