This Accountant will come without e'er a Fee,
And warrants a Boy by his Rule of Three.
Is the Widdow distress'd for the loss of her Spouse,
Tho' to have him again she cares not a Louse;
Her Wants he supplys whatsoever they be,
And all by his Art in the Rule of Three.
Do you Dream in the Night and fret at your Fate,
For want of the Man when you happen to wake;
You may presently send and satisfy'd be,
That he Pacifies all by the Rule of Three.