Indulge yourself in bouncing airs,
Go, mutt'ring all the way down stairs,—
"They're people that you will not stop with;"
It's "rayther more than you'll put up with."
If you find out they somehow like you,
One thought will naturally strike you;
Give warning—instantly, and say
Your work is hard, with slender pay;
You really must have some advance,
"Service is no inheritance."