|Seekers of Earth's Treasures (Thomas Rhodes &
Very well, you liberals,
And navigators into realms intellectual,
You sailors through heights imaginative,
Blown about by erratic currents, tumbling into air pockets,
Mrs. George Reece:
My husband had nothing to do with the fall of the bank—
[It was Thomas Rhodes]
You found with all your boasted wisdom
How hard at the last it is
To keep the soul from splitting into cellular atoms.
Thomas Rhodes ran the church
As well as the store and the bank.
While we, seekers of earth's treasures,
Getters and hoarders of gold,
Are self-contained, compact, harmonized,
Even to the end.
Plymouth Rock Joe/Nicholas Bindle:
Cock-a-doodle-do! Very well, Thomas Rhodes,
You are cock of the walk no doubt.
Who broke [the bank] and...ruined me.