Dear PUNCH,—Have you seen the con. I made the other day? I transcribe it for you:—
“Though Wealth’s neglect and Folly’s taunt
Conspire to distress the poor,
Pray can you tell me why sharp want
Can ne’er approach the pauper’s door”
D’Orsay has rhymed the following answer:—
“The merest child might wonder how
The pauper e’er sharp wants can know,
When, spite of cruel Fortune’s taunts,
Blunt is the sharpest of his wants.”