On pollytix an’ pollytishns
Haffectin’ habsoloot homnishns—
But wen there comes a cryziss, who’s
The whery fust as knows the knoos?
Who’s hex hoffisho on the spot
To let you press-chaps know wot’s wot?
Who’s plaist by Fête in sich a stashn
As quite commands the sitiwashn?
Who tells you penyalinin’ lyres
The hins an’ houts of wot perspires?