I gave them next my “Fair at Donnybrook.”
And “Tourists up the Rhine with Mr. Cook.”
(O, sweet is the chink of cash to me!)
These made my name, and then the Starch firm, Plums,
(A goodly balance is fair to see!)
To paint them posters gave me lordly sums;
(The rarest of letters are £ s. d.!)
And there was not a hoarding but did bear
(Above my name, writ large,) a dainty pair
Of damsels, who starched collarettes did wear.