Lazy-bones, lazy-bones, wake up and peep; <br />The Cat's in the cupboard, your Mother's asleep. <br />There you sit snoring, forgetting her ills: <br />Who is to give her her Bolus and Pills? <br />Twenty-five Angels must come into Town, <br />All for to help you to make your new gown- <br />Dainty aerial Spinsters & Singers: <br />Aren't you asham'd to employ such white fingers? <br />Delicate Hands, unaccustom'd to reels, <br />To set 'em a washing at poor body's wheels? <br />Why they came down is to me all a riddle, <br />And left hallelujah broke off in the middle. <br />Jove's Court & the Presence Angelical cut, <br />To eke out the work of a lazy young slut. <br />Angel-duck, angel-duck, wingèd & silly, <br />Pouring a watering pot over a lily, <br />Gardener gratuitous, careless of pelf, <br />Leave her to water her Lily herself, <br />Or to neglect it to death, if she chuse it; <br />Remember, the loss is her own if she lose it.<br /><br />Charles Lamb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-parody-2/
