No man is so poor but that he is a stockholder. Yet many a man has no real riches; his stocks draw dividends in dollars and cents only.
When it comes to buying shares
In the mines of earth,
May I join the millionaires
Who are rich in mirth.
Let me have a heavy stake
In fresh mountain air
I will promise now to take
All that you can spare.
When you’re setting up your claim
In the Mines of Glee,
Don’t forget to use my name
You can count on me.
Nothing better can be won,
Freer from alloy,
Than a bouncing claim in “Con-
Solidated Joy.”
You can have your Copper Stocks
Gold and tin and coal
What I’d have within my box
Has to do with Soul.
By John Kendrick Bangs From “Songs of Cheer.”
