The Gold Lender Is a Good Friend

A bronze neck piece lay upon a scarlet cloth may thon picked up the piece and patted it affectionately this shall always remain in my token chest because the owner has passed on into the great darkness. Rodan reached for a ring carved of ox bone this belongs to a farmer I buy the rugs of his women the locusts came and they had not food I helped him repay me later he told of strange goats in a distant land as described by a traveler they had long hair so fine and soft it would weave into rugs more beautiful than any ever seen in Babylon. Nebatore the camel trader when he would buy a herd larger than his funds he brings to me this