Jeff Eyes High Grade

Jeff eyes a life of High Grade. He shall into wall paints wade: Blocks for coats that won’t fade; Jeff shall self stretch for High Grade, Others, too, for the eyed grade: Build a house bandits can’t raid, Rooms like heaven on earth laid, Cool canopy for a shade… A vain Jeff for High Grade Vows to each year sack a maid, New week a new order made; Wages much delayed, then paid… For the necks he’ll slit’ with blade, Cursed is Jeff’s quest for High Grade.