by Franklin Pierce Adams (1881 - 1960)

The rich man
Language: English 
The rich man has his motorcar,
His country and his town estate.
He smokes a fifty cent cigar
And jeers at fate.

He frivols through the livelong day...
He knows not Poverty, her pinch.
His lot seems light, his heart seems gay,
He has a cinch.

Yet though my lamp burns low and dim,
Though I must slave for livelihood...
Think you that I would change with him?
Yet bet I would!


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This text was added to the website: 2005-10-12
Line count: 12
Word count: 72