There is a young gal named Elise
Got engaged to a young man from Greece
She'll ask her fiancé every day
'Your job, how much does it pay?
Until you say, between us, won't be peace'
Elise, for that knowledge you yearn
Have a burning desire to learn
What your fiancé makes, there's no doubt
Unless I'm mistaken, a poet figured it out
Was it Keats? 'Ode to what a Grecian earn'?