You hire me by the day or week,
Eightpence an hour is all I seek,
My washing and my beer
“Suburban dinner parties, hops,
The Opera and ‘Monday Pops’—
Why, I’m the very man.
You really seldom have the chance
Your social status to advance
By such an easy plan.
“Just think how Smith and Jones will stare,
And Robinson and Brown will glare,