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No. 3: It's Missus

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Maria:
  It’s not the work I care about,
Or that one has to do without,
Excepting on one’s Sundays out,
    All blisses:
  Its just the way I’m spoken to,
As if I was a black Hindoo!
The reason, Sir, I’m leaving you,
    It’s missus, its missus —
      It’s all along o’ missus.

Pen. (speaking). Go and tell all that to the cook, Maria.

Maria:
  Untouched is beer, uneat cold meat,
Poor Robert starves upon his beat,
I can but throw him glances sweet,
    And kisses!
  Why she, she’s at one day and night,
One never can’t do nothing right!
The reason, sir, I’m taking flight,
    It’s missus, its missus —
      It’s all along o’ missus.

[Exit MARIA.]

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