Salt Lake Telegram | 1936-08-01 | Page 6 | Just Folks

Just F Folks By Edgar A. A Guest ABOUT MONEY If I could take it when I die dieTo To bribe old Charon for or a seat Which poorer persons could not buy I Isay say if it in my winding sheet There could be be pockets wide and deep And stout enough a purse to hold Then while I lived Id I'd try to keep Great stacks of silver and of gold If It I could put it in a bale And have it shipped hipped along with me meBy meBy meBy By heaven bound express or mail mall Supposing it would useful be Then I should think It ft very wise vIse Myself and others to deny The joy and comfort money buys And cling to it until I die But since I have to leave It all an allAnd allAnd anAnd And handed empty empty journey on When comes to tome me that final call Why should they wait walt till I am gone 4 To know the joys when Iam Ian dead Which I alive would not allow Oh no nol A thousand times Umes in instead instead in- in stead Id I'd rather see them happy now l Copyright 19 1936 Edgar ar A. A Guest