Christmas Day in the Workhouse

'Twas Christmas day in the workhouse
The happiest day of the year,
The paupers' hearts were filled with joy
And their bellies filled with beer.

Up spoke the Workhouse master
"To all within these walls,
I wish you a Merry Christmas!"
And the paupers answered, "Balls!"

If you don't believe me
If you think I'm telling a lie
Just ask the Workhouse Master
He was there as well as I.

Up spoke the Workhouse Master
And said," If you're not good
I'll be a lousy rotter
And stop your Christmas pud."

Up spoke the leading pauper
He said,"It's all a farce
You can take your Christmas pudding
And stick it up your arse.

If you don't believe me
If you think I'm telling a lie
Just ask the Workhouse Master
He was there as well as I.

From Songs from the Front and Rear, Hopkins
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