POET X v. .
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&" Two DOLLARS A DAY AND ROAST BEEF. :
In the year eighteen hundredund forty,


The song Of promised relief.
Which was suag to ths poor by the naughty,


Was 1.-TWO Dollars a day and roast ..oc.''
T5en the banners were flying and streaming
To reason the people were deaf
They wcas thrrugh the universe screaming


1.-TWO dollars day ana roast beef. 49,
Medals, sashes, and badges now Aoursh'd,


With portraits betokening grief;
The wearer's hoped they should be noursh'c
With "two dollars day and roast beef"
The woodchuck, the skunk, and the coon too
And the fox, tina, nveterate thief
Lent their skins to the wings, with his tune too,
"Two dollars day and roast beef"
The star then above the horizon


Was soon overshadowed with grief,
For the people have never set eyes on
= "Two dollars day and roast beef"
The pledges we're broken, truth was banish'd d,
Where now was the promised relief
The dream of 1.-TWO dollars" had vanish'd,
And also the hope Of "roast beef"
The medals are gone and the banners,


Log cabins are stuck on a reef;
The masors have ceased their hoza


For 1.-TWO dollars day and roast beef"
We will now ask the workies onequestion,
And we promise them it shall be brief
Have you ever yet hurt your digestion


By eating of cash or "roast beef?'