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Poem: “Rich” by Edgar A. Guest

A Heap o’ Livin’

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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEdgar A. GuestPoems by Edgar A. GuestA Heap o’ Livin’
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Rich


Who has a troop of romping youth
    About his parlor floor,
  Who nightly hears a round of cheers,
    When he is at the door,
  Who is attacked on every side
    By eager little hands
  That reach to tug his grizzled mug,
    The wealth of earth commands.

  Who knows the joys of girls and boys,
    His lads and lassies, too,
  Who’s pounced upon and bounced upon
    When his day’s work is through,
  Whose trousers know the gentle tug
    Of some glad little tot,
  The baby of his crew of love,
    Is wealthier than a lot.

  Oh, be he poor and sore distressed
    And weary with the fight,
  If with a whoop his healthy troop
    Run, welcoming at night,
  And kisses greet him at the end
    Of all his toiling grim,
  With what is best in life he’s blest
    And rich men envy him.


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American LiteratureAmerican PoetryEdgar A. GuestPoems by Edgar A. GuestA Heap o’ Livin’



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