I was so thin I could slice bread with my shoulderblades, only I seldom had bread

I had noticed that both in the very poor and very rich extremes of society the mad were often allowed to mingle freely.

I grew up in a house where they cut the bread thick and spread thin,

Give dry bread to a rich kid and he will throw it into the dustbin, give it to the poor kid and he will remember your name for the rest of his days

We are full of bread and gas, getting fat on the outside while inside we grow thin

We have no right to luxuries while the poor want bread.