There is a day when you have to stop,
as the bookkeeper audits the accounts:
do not despair if your balance is in the red,
it's the same for almost everyone.
of course, there are the rich ones, too,
madre Teresa and the good Saint Francis,
but they are more rareful than the hen's teeth,
since they were lucky in a blatant way.
blessed are those who did a lot of good
for so many people that they lose the count:
as for your balance sheet in the red,
there's a dirty old man begging for coins
at the corner, sitting upon his hopes:
maybe what you give him isn't too much,
but surely, it's always better than nothing.