A Toast To Henry Wiggins
by Carter Henderson

At the age of forty he was known to be
A substantial holder of AT&T
He drove about in a foreign car,
And insisted his daughter attend Bryn Mawr
His wife spent her time in the social whirl,
While he paid the rent for a chorus girl.
He took up golf and bought a Great Dane,
And developed a taste for imported champagne

At sixty his life turned completely about,
The stock market crash having wiped him out,
His wife and daughter both left him,
When they discovered the fix he was in,
He eventually drifted down to Skid Row
A place where busted bankers go,
Though his purse was bare, his thirst was chronic,
This time he quenched it by drinking hair tonic.

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