JUST THE SAMSE.
Fifty million dollars was his fortune whoa he died, Fifty million cold ones on the morning when he went: Yes, he left it all behind him, and it cannot he denied That he's just as dead to-day as it he hadn't left a cent. . i —"Chicago Itecord-TleraluV THE CHEERFUI. THICKER. I'd love to pay the income tax, I'd pay it with delight; I'd pile the stuff in -precious stacks— I'd sit up half the night. I'd try to be the first to pay— I'd he it if I could; And then I'd go my cheerful way— At least, I think I would. Of coarse, I'd want an income big. So I could pay the more; The deeper down I had to dig The richer Rt-rea-m I'd pour. If I had dividends In stacks. With millions to the good. How joyonsly I'd pay the tax— At least, I think I- would. I — "London Ontiiuin^"
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Auckland Star, Volume XLV, Issue 152, 27 June 1914, Page 13
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156JUST THE SAMSE. Auckland Star, Volume XLV, Issue 152, 27 June 1914, Page 13
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