THE
PSONGS
OF
NICHOLAS THE SENIOR
Nicholas teeters on the brink
Psong 17
aCan it be that I’ve been going about this all wrong, O Money? Can it be that I must take matters into my own hands?
2For truly, O Money, a dark and a terrible thought has come over me, and I quiver in fear at the rashness of my own heart.
3And though I did not bid the thought come to me, it came; and though I did not want to think of it, the thought seized me and would not let me go.
4Truly, I do not understand what has befallen me, and yet it is befalling me blike nobody’s business.
5Yes, yes, O Money, I confess it; the newspaper I slept under last night on my cpark bench shone like the sun as I awoke, and through its light I beheld the dfiery words of the want ads.
6And no one knows better than you that I have never sought employment, or in any other way sullied my pure love of you, for your own sake, and yet this terrible temptation has taken me by the throat with a grip of iron.
7eCan it be that I am teetering on the brink of getting a job? O Money, save me from this dreadful pass, O save me, my only friend.
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