Get up in the morning, slaving for bread, sir
So that every mouth can be fed
Poor me Erudite

My wife and my kids, they packed up and leave me
Darling, she said, I was yours to be seen
Poor me Erudite

Shirt them a-tear up, trousers is gone
I don't want to end up like Bonnie and Clyde
Poor me Erudite

Think it might catch on? It sort of worked for Desmond Dekker and he never wore a merkin as far as I know.
G.