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Edgar Guest - Envy
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OLD MAN, if I could have my wish
As I take this cigar from you,
It wouldn`t be for wealth or fame,
For glory or an honored name;
But it would be that I might, too,
Come down the street, my head awhirl,
And shout: "Friend, smoke, for it`s a girl! "

I envy no king, crown or throne,
Nor Rockefeller all his wealth;
I envy no man`s splendid home,
The leisure that he has to roam,
I am content while I have health;
But in my heart I envy you,
Cigars I `d like to pass out, too.

I`ve lit your good cigar and now
Are visions dancing in the smoke.
Time was my heart leaped with the thrill
Of joy as yours — but now `tis still,
And I — I sit and choke.
So, it`s a girl? Hooray! Hooroo!
But, pal o` mine, I envy you.
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