From the Rock Island Argus, May 5, 1914. By Henry Howland.
Cleon hath four limousines,
Ne’er a one have I;
Cleon fares to foreign scenes,
Here at home stay I;
Cleon lives where servants hurry
And the walls are high;
Cleon oft has cause to worry,
So, alas, have I.
Twenty suits of clothes has he,
Only one have I;
He makes money easily,
By hard working I;
In his glass the old wine bubbles,
Cleon likes it “dry”;
Cleon frequently has troubles,
Ah, well, so do I.
Cleon is a millionaire,
I work, wet or dry;
Cleon’s losing all his hair,
Little hair have I;
Cleon oft has indigestion,
So, indeed, have I;
What’s the difference, you question?
This is my reply:
Cleon’s daughter has eloped
And his son flies high;
Hopes that Cleon fondly hoped
Have been doomed to die;
Cleon sits alone at night,
In his breast a sigh;
My kids stay at home and fight—
Six of them have I.