The time is fleetly flying;
And tenants who'd stump up to-day,
To-morrow may be shying.
That annual "Lump," the Income Tax,
Still higher aye seems getting;
The sooner that for it you "ax,"
The nearer you'll be netting.
That payer's best who payeth first
The Exchequer's pert purse-stormer:
As the year wags still worse and worst