Was never yet known to be lousy.
These Banks, alike, pay and receive
In metal, not bankrupt sign paper,
And payment ne’er stop’d, (I believe,)
Tho’ oft their finances run taper;
They think flimsy paper a hum,
So Pego and Company scout it,
But their neighbour, next door, Master Bum,
Can’t carry on business without it.
’Tis a wonder this Bank isn’t crush’d,