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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, October 18, 1913, NOON EDITION, Image 24

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Moneybags never has lifted hand,
And ever I toil for bread,
Yet Moneybags lives on the fat of the
land
While I on the scraps am fed.
I am the maker of wealth and power,
Waster and spoiler, he;
Yet Moneybags lives in a golden
house
And a hovel must do for me!
Moneybags idles his whole life
through,
And I must work each day,
Helping to make the dream come
true
With never a chance for play.
I am a worker and he a drone,
As all the world can see,
Yet it's purple and gold for Money
bags, Shoddy and drab for me.
Moneybags hasn't a friend on earth
Whose love and faith are sure,
And he hasn't a child to bring him
mirth;
I pity a man so poor.
For I have work and faith and friends
And a wife and children three,
So it's loneliness for Moneybags,
Friendship and Love for me!

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