They flummox me with orders.
They bolt me to the billiard-room,
Where chaps are playing five-bob snooker;
They see me dodging from the doom,
They heed no threats and no rebuker;
"We've got thee now," they say, "ba goom!"
And pelt me with their lucre.
Vainly I put the prices up
To stem that flowing tide of riches;
The horror haunts me as I sup;