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I met a lady from the South who said
(You won’t believe she said it, but she said it):
‘None of my family ever worked, or had
A thing to sell.’ I don’t suppose the work
Much matters. You may work for all of me.
I’ve seen the time I’ve had to work myself.
The having anything to sell is what
Is the disgrace in man or state or nation.
I met a traveler from Arkansas
Who boasted of his state as beautiful
For diamonds and apples. ‘Diamonds
And apples in commercial quantities?’
I asked him, on my guard. ‘Oh, yes,’ he answered,
Off his. The time was evening in the Pullman.
I see the porter’s made your bed,’ I told him.
I met a Californian who would
Talk California—a state so blessed,
He said, in climate, none bad ever died there
A natural death, and Vigilance Committees
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