"Bully Beef!"
Getting old is a crying shame,
If you were a Dame,
They'll strip you,
Leaving you penniless and lame,
Young people take advantage,
Hurting you and no one is to blame,
You're at their mercy for every crumb,
They'll sit and eat 'bully beef" and give you none,
Hording food until the cows come home,
They'll hold little liberties for ransom,
Causing you to beg,
Oh, the price you have to pay just for "bully beef" and eggs!