Fiduciary Friendship

'E 'ad spragged me before for the loan of a quid. But I told 'im straight out I was broke. Still 'e would 'ang around me, wotever I did. 'E's a regiler obstinit bloke. 'E'd tapped me for dollars an' bit me for bobs; An' I ain't too finanshil meself. Wot with times like they are an' not too many jobs; So a bloke 'as to 'ang to 'is pelf. But this Mister Theodore give me a lead 'E's a genius all on 'is own 'E put me wise yestidy - jist wot I need, When a bloke comes along for a loan. I rekin this Theodore's out on 'is pat As a shrewd an' a far-seein' bloke, Wot can 'and out the patter an' deal with a flat, 'Fore 'e's time to make up to the joke. So today, when this cove puts the 'ard word on me, I tells 'im straight out I'm 'is friend, An' I'm goin' to 'elp 'im from sheer sympathy With a few quid I'm goin' to lend. It 'urts me, I tells 'im, to ark at 'im moan, An' I 'aven't the 'eart to refuse. So I gives the poor coot a fidoosary loan In the shape of some nice I.0.U.'s.