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.