Douglass-Dog-Lass' Story

I was Douglass A good person Better than the day that gifts a friendly sun A humble fellow Humbler than the trees that regard the regal ride of the wind. Oh, wealth You all I desired, then Why Playing ceaseless host To those honest crooks And left me waiting in the pinching rain of hard-up-ish? Now, I'm Dog-lass A rich man Richer like a man who had 1, 000 wives A smart fellow Smarter than the chimpanzee even in its own game