With housewifely mothers or wives,
Who "do up" your linen, and don't "put it out,"
You lead endurable lives!
Wash—Starch—Iron!
That may mean home dampness and dirt;
But at least your collars won't chafe your neck,
And you'll boast a wearable shirt!
But why do I dream of soap,
Or of honest knuckle-bone?