Please give me a Penny, Sir!
My hope is almost dead;
You hold the swag in that black bag,
And high you lift your head.
Some years I have been asking this,
But no one heeds my plea.
Will you not give me _something_ then,
_This_ year, good Mister G.?
Oh! please give me a Penny!

Please give me a Penny, Sir!
_You_ won't say "no" to me,
Because I'm poor, and feel the pinch
Of dreadful "Schedule D"!
You're so high-dried, and so correct,
So honest and austere!
Remember the full "Tanner," Sir,
I've stumped up year by year,
And please give me a Penny!

Please give me a Penny, Sir!
My Income is but small,
And the hard Tax laid on our backs
I _should_ not pay at all.
But I'm too feeble to resist,
And do not like to lie;
And Sixpence, under Schedule D,
Torments me till I cry,
Do please give me a Penny, Sir!