In the two up, two down with a tin tub to
bathe in, a cellar to put coal in,
a kitchen and pantry
If his Lordship willed it we’d all live in pigshit,
that’s Nobility for you
I work in the grounds of the great hall as a groom
sixpence a week and a small garrett room
and don’t feel hard done by,
still a prison though.
I’ll die in service but will need to give
a week’s notice
such a shame you can’t put a
© 2016, John Smallshaw.