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Robert W Service - Compensation Pete
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He used to say: There ain`t a doubt
Misfortune is a bitter pill,
But if you only pry it out
You`ll find there`s good in every ill.
There`s comfort in the worst of woe,
There`s consolation in defeat . . .
Oh what a solace-seeker! So
We called him Compensation Pete.

He lost his wealth - but was he pipped?
Why no - "That`s fine," he used to say.
"I`ve got the government plumb gypped -
No more damn income tax to pay.
From cares of property set free,
And with no pesky social ties,
Why, even poverty may be
A benediction in disguise."

He lost his health: "Okay," he said;
"I`m getting on, may be the best.
I`ve always loved to lie abed,
And now I have the right to rest.
Such heaps o` things I want to do,
I`ll have no time to fret or brood.
I`ll read the dam ol` Bible through:
Guess it`ll do me plenty good."

He has that line of sunny shine
That makes a blessing of a curse,
And he would say: "Don`t let`s repine,
Though things are bad they might be worse."
And so he cherished to the end
Philosophy so sane and sweet
That everybody was his friend . . .
With optimism hard to beat -
God bless old Compensation Pete.
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