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When the day of toil is ended, / When our labours are suspended, / And we hunger for agreeable society, / The relentless voice of Pleasure / Bids us spend an hour of leisure / In a Music-Hall or Palace of Variety, / Where to furnish relaxation / Ev'ry effort is directed, / Tho' the claims of ventilation / Have been carefully neglected.
There's an atmosphere oppressive / (For the smoking is excessive) / In this Temple of conventional hilarity, / But the place is scarcely warmer / Than the average performer / With his stock-in-trade of commonplace vulgarity. / There is nothing wise or witty / In the energy he squanders / On some quite unworthy ditty / Full of dubious "_dooblontonders_."