English poem
SONNET WROTE WHILST THINKIN’ WHAT I WOULDST DO WITH CARNEGIE'S GOLD
by Nixon Waterman (1859–1944)
O Great Carnegie! With thy wealth, oh, my! I dost not know exactly what I'd do, But seem'st to me I'd have more fun than you Art havin' with it. Anyhow, if I Hadst money, as they say, "to burn," I'd try To burn it here, for, oh! 'twouldst make me blue To think I'd have to smell it burnin' through The endless eons of the by and by!
And you can bet if I hadst gold in bins As thou hast got, in quantities so vast Thou canst not spend it, I'd buy diamond pins And soda water to the very last! And I'd be sorry that I wast not twins So I couldst spend my fortune twice as fast.
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