Classic Poem

Sometimes I hesitate which road to take when walking out;
Sometimes concerning rain or shine I entertain a doubt;
Sometimes I do n't know what to smoke, cigar or cigarette;
Sometimes I speak to many men I 'm not sure that I 've met.
But when I have to buy a hat,
My pocketbook decides all that!

Sometimes I can't choose what to eat for breakfast or for lunch;
Sometimes I like my joys spread out, and sometimes in a bunch;
Sometimes I do n't know which to wear, my heavy coat or light;
Sometimes I do n't know what to say, " Sublime! " or " Out of sight! "
But when it comes to buying clothes
My pocketbook knows what it knows!

In short, I hesitate so much at times that it would seem
I 'd hesitate to hesitate — I 'd dare not scheme to scheme;
It 's only when a question comes that has to do with cash
That I can settle it off-hand, and still not be so rash;
For, from an empty pocketbook
You only get one kind of look.