A cent, once spent, is gone,
by Claude T. Cawley
And can't be spent ,
Through you may pine away and sigh,
And lift your eyes to look on high,
Or vent your anger there upon.
You should take time to ponder on
This vanity: to squander on
While thinking you can multiply
A cent once spent!
You shouldn't think your work to con
Another from a friend, of don
The cloak of industry to ply
Another cent can dignify
Accent once spent.