A Good Man is a Rich One

The road to my house is bad
But men who live there are good
A good man is a rich one
It is so they say

You are good but care less
For what is not in your parlor
Plunk, plank, slurp, dash
The motorists and cyclists go

You watch them and smile
Dark sinister guffaw
You are irresponsible
And unconcerned

Are you really good then
Unpatriotic though you be
If they insist you are
They are not like me.