 | The poetical works of John Godfrey Saxe |  |
HOW THE MONEY GOES.
How goes the Money?—Well,
I'm sure it is n't hard to tell;
It goes for rent and water-rates,
For bread and butter, coal and grates,
Hats, caps, and carpets, hoops and hose,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
I'm sure it is n't hard to tell;
It goes for rent and water-rates,
For bread and butter, coal and grates,
Hats, caps, and carpets, hoops and hose,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
How goes the Money?—Nay
Don't everybody know the way?
It goes for bonnets, coats, and capes,
Silks, satins, muslins, velvets, crapes,
Shawls, ribbons, furs, and furbelows,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
Don't everybody know the way?
It goes for bonnets, coats, and capes,
Silks, satins, muslins, velvets, crapes,
Shawls, ribbons, furs, and furbelows,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
How goes the Money?—Sure,
I wish the ways were something fewer;
It goes for wages, taxes, debts;
It goes for presents, goes for bets,
For paint, pommade, and eau de rose,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
I wish the ways were something fewer;
It goes for wages, taxes, debts;
It goes for presents, goes for bets,
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And that 's the way the Money goes!
How goes the Money?—Now,
I 've scarce begun to mention how;
It goes for laces, feathers, rings,
Toys, dolls—and other baby-things,
Whips, whistles, candies, bells, and bows,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
I 've scarce begun to mention how;
It goes for laces, feathers, rings,
Toys, dolls—and other baby-things,
Whips, whistles, candies, bells, and bows,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
How goes the Money?—Come,
I know it does n't go for rum;
It goes for schools and sabbath chimes,
It goes for charity—sometimes;
For missions, and such things as those,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
I know it does n't go for rum;
It goes for schools and sabbath chimes,
It goes for charity—sometimes;
For missions, and such things as those,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
How goes the Money?—There!
I'm out of patience, I declare;
It goes for plays, and diamond pins,
For public alms, and private sins,
For hollow shams, and silly shows,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
I'm out of patience, I declare;
It goes for plays, and diamond pins,
For public alms, and private sins,
For hollow shams, and silly shows,—
And that 's the way the Money goes!
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