| The cost of living is a fright
To folks who dwell in town And experts figure day and night On how to keep it down. They tell us what we ought to eat And how we ought to dress, In paths of right they guide our feet To save us from distress. They have a sure, unfailing plan That's bound to hit the spot, If every woman, child and man Will tend a vacant lot. The gladsome spring will soon be here When every one should go And plant upon the front parterre A sweet potato row. Along the alleys and the streets Would be a splendid place To set out beds of early beets And celery and mace. We ought to fill the gutter spout With rich and sandy loam And plant the seeds of sour kraut To brighten up the home. Then forward, all ye lazy blokes, Let's swat old H. C. L., Raise more of beans and artichokes And less of weeds and hell. __Albert Stroud. |
Verdigris Valley Verse
Albert Stroud
(Coffeyville, Kansas: The Journal Press. 1917)
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