Wealth

The Federal Treasurer says that no other country on earth possesses anything like the potential wealth of Australia.

I'm the richest man on earth,
I can't tell how much I'm worth;
Yet, I haven't got a penny in my pocket,
For no matter what I get
I am constantly in debt;
And I've never had a single chance to sock it.

But I know that I am rich
By the indications which
Are apparent in my mighty mental make-up.
If the chance would only come
I could make a mighty sum,
But the gods who rule my fate will 
never wake up.

So I have to live a life
Of unending strain and strife;
To inferiors I must be deferential,
And I cannot strut and swank.
As becomes my real rank,
for as yet you see my wealth
potential

Now I asked a man today
If he knew a simple way
To convert potential wealth to real money.
And he said, "Get work," no more;
But I've heard that talk before.
I suppose the fellow thought that he was funny.

Oh, I know I'm worth much cash,
That is why my acts are rash
When my weekly wage I splash on pony courses,
For, no matter what I spend,
I know someone who will lend
Something on my dwindling natural resources.

Round the corner there may lurk
Tons of cash—if I would work;
But I never liked the game. And inter alia,
I've an easy living here . . .
Let me whisper in your ear:
Keep it secret but my name is Bill Australia.