RICHES.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 16875, 27 October 1922, Page 3

RICHES.

(By A

WALT MASON.)

\ ' I sometimes yearn for coin to burn, for all the brands of monev; “this life,” I think, r ‘ with loads of chink vould certainly be sunny. Now down the road, to my abode, the wolf is drawing closer; and I must scheme and plan and dream of how to pay the grocer. The rent is due and landlords two will soon demand their dollars, and bailiffs bum will shortly come, with other noxious callers. The whole year round I lack the pound, the kope k and the shilling; I envy, then, the wealthy men who’ve made .1 ju: needy killing.” At divers dates with wealthy skates I mingle and foregather, and hear them swear and groan with car * until they’re in a lather. The marketslumps a brace of jumps and mild ir>aires are roaring; the prices n..«? an«i wealthy guys are busted by tneir soaring. For discontent the Clovis gent has all the records broken, he gather*, up the loving cup and every other token. When T observe his weary curve, his cajre beyond all telling, I’m reconciled to bailiffs wild w 7 ho drill around my dwelling.