Show or l J- J I Uncle Walt The Poetic Philosopher I She was tired of washing dishes and she breathed her fervent wishes that hat she had a shining motor and some diamonds and a yacht she he hc was tired of seeing neighbors who immune from sordid labors seemed to live Jive a round ro of WEARY pleasure seemed to have lae no other thou thought ht He was wag tired of sellin PEOPLE trousers in tho the ra rag store while carousers scooted past in Ji lightning wa wagons ons burning money as they went h he he- was 0 so tired of slaving Tired of rustling and of saving tired of dreaming he e had millions mimon just to wa waVe wake without a cent And a million more are arc weary of the treadmill life so go dreary and they wring their hands and murmur as the rich go scooting by and the they say the worlds world's injustice soon or late is sure to bust us for its it's wrong that some cat oat cabba cabbage e while their neighbors live Jive on pie In a slick sUck and sly and stealthy way Ive I've interviewed the wealthy and they never seemed so happy they had joy I to give away they were bad badgered cred they were hurried they were bored and grieved and worried and audI 1 I do not know a Croesus who's not prematurely gray al If the rich dame had her wishes you might see her washing dishes in a cunning cunnin little c cottage with a fi figtree tree near near the door if her husband had the chances hed he'd be selling vests and in In the cut price rags department of the Gold Brick clothing store 1 Copyright 1903 1909 by George Matthew Adams |