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Show THE TALE OF A DOLLAR BILL A farmer went to town to spend Somo of his hard earned dough, And In a merry Jest, and Just To show his printing skill, He printed his initials on A band new dollar bill. Ho spent that dollar that same day, Down In tho vlllago storo; Ho thought 'twas gone forever then And ho'd seo It no moro. llut long boforo tho year rolled by Ono day ho went to fill A neighbor's order, and received That same ono dollar bill. Onco moro he spent that dollar bill In his own neighborhood, Whcro It would do himself and friends The most amount of good. Four times in two years it camo back As Eomo bud pennies will, And each tlmo lie would go out and spend This marked ono dollar bill. Had ho been wiso that dollar mljUt Do In town today. Hut Just two years ago Ho sent It far away. Tho peoplo who received It then I know have got It still, For 'twas to a mall order houso Ho sent his dollar hill. No moro will that marked dollar Como Into tho farmer's hands, v And novermorb will It help to pay Tho taxes on his lands. Ho put it where it never can Its work In life fulfill; Ho brought about tho 11 .'lng death Otthat one dollar bill. |
