This year,' said Pa, on New Year's night, 'we'll start upon a different plan,
I'm sick and tired of ending years as poor as when those years began;
I'm sick and tired of spending coin before I've really got it earned,
This year we're going to save some dough—that is the new leaf that I've turned.'
Ma didn't say a word right then, an' Pa went on:
'This year we'll try
To cut out all our foolishness, an' put a little money by;
It's terrible the way we've spent the money that I labor for
On things that we don't really need, but we won't do it any more.