Versos English Ruth McEnery Stuart The New Rich

English poem

The New Rich

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Sis' Mush A. Roon sprung up over night An' to name whar she sprung f'om ain't polite; But she spreads 'erself wuss'n me or you, An' wid on'y one foot to stan' on, too. An she ain't by er new-come self in dat-- No, she ain't by 'erself in dat.