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Wit and Humor of America, The Vol 07

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<h2>THE HAPPY LAND</h2> <h3>BY FRANK ROE BATCHELDER</h3> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where they get their ten per cent., There is never need to worry As to how to pay the rent; There they never dodge the grocer, And in winter never freeze, In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where the dollars grow on trees. </div> <div class="stanza"> In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where the cash is ready-made, No one ever thinks of going To the almoner for aid, For the coal-bin's never empty, And the Gray Wolf dare not lurk In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where the check-books do the work. </div> <div class="stanza"> In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where the watches all have fobs, You will see no haggard fathers Pleading, in despair, for jobs; You will hear no hungry children Crying, while their mothers pray, In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where there's dinner every day. </div> <div class="stanza"> In the Land of Steady Incomes, It is easy to forget All about that far-off country Where are hunger, cold, and debt; And the woes of other people It is easy to dismiss In the Land of Steady Incomes, Where inheritance is bliss. </div> </div> <hr style="width: 65%;" /> <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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