Another Mouth to Feed

We've got another mouth to feed,

From out our little store;

To satisfy another's need

Is now my daily chore.

A growing family is ours,

Beyond the slightest doubt;

It takes all my financial powers

To keep them looking stout.

With us another makes his bow

To breakfast, dine and sup;

Our little circle's larger now,

For Buddy's got a pup.

If I am frayed about the heels

And both my elbows shine

And if my overcoat reveals

The poverty that's mine,

‘ Tis not because I squander gold

In folly's reckless way;

The cost of foodstuffs, be it told,

Takes all my weekly pay.

‘ Tis putting food on empty plates

That eats my wages up;

And now another mouth awaits,

For Buddy's got a pup.

And yet I gladly stand the strain,

And count the task worth while,

Nor will I dismally complain

While Buddy wears a smile.

What's one mouth more at any board

Though costly be the fare?

The poorest of us can afford

His frugal meal to share.

And so bring on the extra plate,

He will not need a cup,

And gladly will I pay the freight

Now Buddy's got a pup.