Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | December 4, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: The Rich Man

by Franklin Pierce Adams (1881 – 1960).

The Rich Man (1919)

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!

Notes:
http://www.mgilleland.com/fpabio.htm
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/archive/poet.html?id=81659
http://www.npg.si.edu/exh/caricatures/fadams.htm

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Responses

  1. makes me think of “if i were a rich man” from fiddler on the roof.
    thanks for sharing that


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