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Nothing To Eat - Things That Mortals Eat There Post by :Laurence_Baker Category :Poems Author :Horatio Alger Date :May 2012 Read :3221

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Nothing To Eat - Things That Mortals Eat There

And what do you eat in the mess there compounded?
For roast beef, the gravy the soap-man should claim--
The soup some odd things might turn up if sounded,
And other "made-dishes" might turn up the same.

Decoctions that puzzle your chemical skill,
You get if you call either coffee or tea;
And milk that is made with and tastes of the swill,
As like milk, as wine is that often we see
Is like to the juice of the grape in perfection,
Or like as the candidate after election
Is like the fair thing that we hoped or expected
Before the base thief was exposed or detected;
As like truth and virtue--and more is the pity--
The men we elected to rule our own city.

In "council" while sitting, though "common" we call them,
In common opinion, if people at large
Are's common in morals, no worse could befal 'em
If Satan should take them at once in his charge.

If food as their filth was as plenty for diet,
No lack would they feel of the coveted cash,
Or power they maintain with the power of a riot,
When heads of opponents are served up as hash
By Star-chamber cooks of the club "restoration,"
That rules now the city and would rule the nation,
If "Sachems" were willing the "Wigwam" to yield,
And give the arch-traitor a fair fighting field.

But fighting just now is not our intention,
But dining with Merdle, the banker, in state,
And only these items like side dishes mention,
While waiting the coming the main dinner plate.

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Nothing To Eat - The Invitation Nothing To Eat - The Invitation

Nothing To Eat - The Invitation
While waiting debating I stated before,Jack Merdle drove up in his carriage and bays,"Halloo," said the banker, "I see you're ashore--No wonder--this weather is all in a haze--But come in my carriage, and truly confessYou're a victim of hunger and dinner down town;A case of most common distressing distress;When dining in public with Jones, Smith or Brown,Or some other practical men of the nation,Is worse on the whole than a little starvation.But come home with me for the sake of Lang Syne,And see Mrs. Merdle and see how we dine.I must not expect," he advised in advance,"To meet with a dinner

Nothing To Eat - Places Where Mortals Dine Nothing To Eat - Places Where Mortals Dine

Nothing To Eat - Places Where Mortals Dine
The case, too, was urgent, for there stood a sinner,Whose fate hung on chance--a chance for his dinner;A chance for all mortals, with truth I assert,Who eat where his chance was, to counteract fate,"To eat during life each a peck of pure dirt"By eating at once the whole peck from one plate.For true when I think of the places we eat at,Or rather the places by hunger when drivenWe rush in and swallow our bread and our meat at,A bushel good measure in life will be givenTo those who are living a "boarding-house life,"Or those who are driven by fortune to