At Captain Thomas Coram's Foundling Hospital
There was a side entrance for desperate folk
To leave infants, often with notes or tokens --
A blanket, a toy, a bright bead, some coral.
One morning they found one, small and sick,
Wrapped in a basket with a letter pinned
To his blanket saying "This is Death. Please
Take care of him. I'll come back
If things ever go better for Me."
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