You’ll all get fat on your Christmas cheer;
And one by his looks he seemed to say,
I’ll have more soup on this Christmas day.
Oh, the poor Vorkhouse boy, &c.
At length all of us to bed vos sent,
The boy vos missing in search ve vent;
Ve sought him above, ve sought him below,
Ve sought him with faces of grief and voe:
Ve sought him that hour, ve sought him that night,
Ve sought him in fear, and ve sought him in fright,