I should then have a chance, and know what to be at.
I have just got the "bullet," Mate—sacked without notice,
I wonder what pull my possessin' the Vote is?
She hasn't got ne'er a one—she's got my job,
I lose a fair crib, and the boss saves ten bob!
I've been at it five years, kept a family on it,
And she—well, the first thing she buys is a bonnet!
They're cutting us out, Mate—the Women are—straight,
And I s'pose it's no use for to kick agen Fate,
But it seems blooming hard on the wife and the kids,