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Show THE DRAWBACK This Is Ihe story of Timothy Wise. Timothy Wise who Is known every-1 where, There isn't a city or village of size Bui what this remarkable brother Is j there. He ne(.r has risen to glory or fame, I His fortune n school boy coulc1 re id-1 ily count But still there's no prize that this man couldn't claim. No ladder that he couldn't really! mount. He ought to be famous and weal hy today. He can write, so he tris us, in pr.se or In rhyme; He could paint a great picture or model in clay Bui somehow or other he never g.its! time There's nee a book that he reads, but he knows That he could write one tha wojld 1 beat It a mile. He could pen a great play, out you know how it goes--The chores of the day must be d ne all the while If he could stop working and lust set-lie set-lie down To using the talents ne claims tc possess There's nothing could keep him from fame and renown. Without any doubt he would be a success. He could team men in Wail Street he-ways he-ways of Finance Or out preach rhe preachers :.n language lan-guage sublime, Against him there's no one who'd Stand any chance J If somehow or other he just 'ad ihe time. You men who have -ivn your lives to your toil, You men who !ia- e labored precessions preces-sions to learn Have struggled and studied and burned midnight oil You feeble successes and glories to earn. Beware of the meniee which hovers and lies Low over your beads as you orosper 1 today , For the thought may occur to tni? Timothy Wise To jump in and take all vour honors away. He'll write all the books and he'h write all the p s. He'll pass you all by when he starts In to climb. He'll make all the money md clnlDG all the praise If ever the day -omes .shen he has ! the time. |