Salt Lake Telegram | 1933-10-24 | Page 4 | Just Folks

JUS JUST J T FOLKS 1 F P 0 1 L V K S c 2 BOOKS Upon my she shelf they stand in rows A cit full city full of human souls Sages philosophers and Good friends that everybody knows The drunkard shoulders with the saint The great t are neighboring with the quaint Arid And they will greet me tue one and all At any hour I care to call r I Theres There's Dickens with his humble crew That has no end of joy to give With all his people I can live By moving just a foot or two Or should I choose to sa sail the sea Stevenson there will pilot me y 1 While lovable jovial Mark Twain Waits Waits' patiently m my call again Sometimes a friend drops in and looks My little sitting room around And in a l manner most profound Remarks Your shelves are lined with books Not books I say but people wise And men to cling to or despise Vast peopled cities calm and still Eor Eol or P. P me to when I will vill t