Joint-Stock in December 1845

1.

Dupe sells his all for lies!
Work thinks Sir Swindle wise—
Pays, and departs,
Signing for fifties ten:
Swindle wastes Millions, then!
Rabbit-Skin Railways thrive!
Bus-ma-cu's monkey's drive
Jobs o'er crush'd hearts!
2.

What, now, are land and gold?
Gambler's bets, bought and sold!
Clerk means M.P.!
Lords knee George Hum the Fifth:
Hum gives lord Numb a lift:
Greedy's “Great God” is Hum!
God! what a day will come,
When the blind see?
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