Franklin Pierce Adams

(15 November 1881 – 23 March 1960 / Chicago, Illinois)

On Profiteering - Poem by Franklin Pierce Adams

Although I hate
A profiteer
With unabat-
Ed loathing;
Though I detest
The price they smear
On pants and vest
And clothing;

Yet I admit
My meed of crime,
Nor do one whit
Regret it;
I'd triple my
Price for a rhyme,
If I thought I
Could get it.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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