He Died And He Didn’T

He Died and He Didn’t
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Mr Wilkins had a dollar, so he said he guessed
he’d pay
A little sum he’d borrowed from a gentleman
named Gray;
Then Gray he took that dollar, and be sald,
“It seems to me
I’d better pay that little debt I owe to Me
Afee;”
Then McAfee the dollar paid upon a bill to
Smart;
By Smart ’twas paid to Thomson, and by
Thompson paid to Hart
And so that coin kept rolling as a very busy
“plunk,”
Until it paid indebtedness amounting in the
chunk
To more than forty dollars, and it may be
rolling yet,
And all because this Wilkins thought he’d bet
ter pay a debt

For when a dollar’s started
On its debt-destroying way
There hardly is a limit
To the sums that it will pay
Mr Wilkins knew a kindness that he might
have done for Gray,
But he wasn’t feeling kindly, so he thought it
wouldn’t “pay”
Then Gray, not being grateful, sald, “It really
seems to me
I’ve done sufficient favors for that fellow,
McAfee;”
Then McAfee felt ugly, and he took a whack
at Smart,
Who passed it on to Thomsen, who passed it
on to Hart
And so no act of kindness was done through
all that day,
But many an act that rankled in a most un-
pleasant way,
And many a soul was louging for the helpto
its need,
And all because this Wilkins didn’t do a kindly
deed
For a dollar or a kindness,
Rule is still the same, I say:
If you wish to see it rolling,
Better start it on its way