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 “Hard labor—working day and night—

And very little pay,—

Must I, even on holidays,

Do clowning for his play?

“Small wages, and but little graft,

And scarcely any tips—

Harldy enough for salad oil

To grease my parching lips.

“This job would never keep me

Did I not have the choice

To help with physics lessons

Some backward college boys.

“To work for nearly nothing

Drives me most to despair;

Tell him that for his chocolate

I do not give a care.