And does it not seem hard to you
That I should have these things to do?
Is it not hard for us Manhat-
Tan children in a stuffy flat?
II
It is very nice to think
The world is full of food and drink;
But, oh, my father says to me
They cost all of his salaree.
III
When I am grown to man's estate
I shall be very proud and great;
E'en now I have no reverence,
'Cause I read comic supplements.
IV
New York is so full of a number of kids
I'm sure pretty soon we shall be invalids.
V
A child should always say what's true,
And speak when he is spoken to;
And then, when manhood's age he strikes,
He may be boorish as he likes.
Downward, Come Downward