And yet it made me that dodgasted sore,
I dreamed about it for a week or more.
And if I went to buy a tie or collar,
I’d think what more I could have had,
Had I not lost that dollar.
I cut my smoking down, reduced my drinks,
And padded my accounts with skill,
Hoping to catch up with that lost bill;
But no matter how I’d cut and scrape,
Figure it as I would in any shape,