With prices outrageous they charge now for meat,
And servants so worthless are every day growing,
I wonder we get half enough now to eat,
And should n't if‘ t want for the fact of my going
To market to cheapen potatoes and beef,
And talk to the butchers about their abuses,
And listen to stories beyond our belief,
They tell while they cheat us, by way of excuses.
And grocers — do tell us — is‘ t legal to charge
Such prices for sugar, and butter, and flour?
Oh, why do n't the Mayor in his wisdom enlarge
Both weight and measure as he does‘ doubtful power?’
The Dinner-bell Rings.