But they might give one a little quarter, at least, on quarter day.
They know I've paid some taxes, and surely might have waited,
For, like a book that's greatly puff'd, I'm sadly overrated;
The landlord surely did not think that I would have decamp'd,
Although by last year's water I was very nearly swamp'd.
They charge one dear for stuff that e'en to think of makes one shiver,
Much more to drink; I mean, of course, the fluid from the river;
By paying for it separate, as water, we're deluded,
For, when we come to use it, we find the gas included;
But, then, the Water Companies at trifles never stick,