Author Christopher Darlington Morley Gold is real money; Bills are not. Yet, in nine shops out of ten, If you offer a gold piece They are vaguely disturbed: They would prefer the familiar greenback And anxiously suspect They are being diddled. Observe the fable, You literary men! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments