The Rich Man

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Title:     The Rich Man
Author: Franklin P. Adams [More Titles by Adams]

The rich man has his motor-car,
His country and his town estate.
He smokes a fifty-cent cigar
And jeers at Fate.

He frivols through the livelong day,
He knows not Poverty her pinch.
His lot seems light, his heart seems gay,
He has a cinch.

Yet though my lamp burns low and dim,
Though I must slave for livelihood--
Think you that I would change with him?
You bet I would!

[The end]
Franklin P. Adams's poem: Rich Man

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