The Rich Man
Franklin P. Adams
1881 to 1960
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He has a cinch.
Yet though my lamp burns low and dim,
Think you that I would change with him?
His lot seems light, his heart seems gay,
You bet I would!
He frivols through the livelong day,
The rich man has his motor-car,
Though I must slave for livelihood—
He knows not Poverty her pinch.
His country and his town estate.
And jeers at Fate.
He smokes a fifty-cent cigar