The Son of A------Trust
THEY say his father is the man who runs
The rubber nipple trust: That ain't so snide;
His income's seven millions per---say, I'd
Not do a thing to that if I had son's
Indorsement on my checks! I guess the ones
Who snub me now would open their eyes wide---
But what if there should be race suicide
And rubber nipples passed from use? Great guns!
I wish he came from Pittsburg; then I'd feel
As free from doubts as people ever get;
There's such a solid bottom under steel,
We'd never have the slightest cause to fret;
But rubber nipples--oh, well, may be we'll
Have children now and then for ages yet.
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