Oh! it's Dividend Day!
Oh! it's Dividend Day!
And all sorts of queer incongruities:
Old men and young maids, deaf ears and bright eyes,
Are coming to claim their annuities.
All questions now cease—
Is it war? is it peace?
Who cares! Or for news of the Frank!
For Fleet or Conscription,
Turk, Russ, or Egyptian?—