That is a beautiful occupation. And since it is beautiful, it is truly useful. When he arrived on the planet he respectfully saluted the lamplighter. The orders are that I put out my lamp. And he lighted his lamp again.
Orders are orders.
And he put out his lamp. Then he mopped his forehead with a handkerchief decorated with red squares. I follow a terrible profession. In the old days it was reasonable. I put the lamp out in the morning, and in the evening I lighted it again.