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138 UNITED STATES<br />
And sure such an odd set <strong>of</strong> quizies<br />
On land or on water ne'er met;<br />
I laugh'd at <strong>the</strong>ir comical phizzes,<br />
You'd Iiugh, too, I'll venture to bet;<br />
For Abraham's <strong>of</strong>&pring was <strong>the</strong>re, air,<br />
More bearded than any he-goat;<br />
And many an ogUng fair, sir.<br />
On whom even Paris might dote.<br />
And sing fal de ral, &c.<br />
Some had heads <strong>of</strong> all shapes and dimensions,<br />
Some, teeth like <strong>the</strong> tusks <strong>of</strong> a boar.<br />
Some, leering, show'd am'rous intentions,<br />
Although on <strong>the</strong> brink <strong>of</strong> fourscore—<br />
The mops <strong>of</strong> some seem'd in a blaze, sir.<br />
Like carrots, <strong>the</strong>ir hair was so red ;<br />
And <strong>the</strong> leanness <strong>of</strong> some would amaze, sir.<br />
While o<strong>the</strong>rs were plump and high fed.<br />
And sing fal de ral, &c.<br />
And <strong>the</strong>re was abundance <strong>of</strong> prog, tod.<br />
For every smart cit and his rib;<br />
Wine, cider, and brandy, and grog, too.<br />
For each jolly fellow to bib.<br />
The passengers, <strong>the</strong>y were provided<br />
As suited <strong>the</strong> length <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir purse.<br />
With an elegant cabin, and thank ye.<br />
Or a mean one and a low mutter'd curse..<br />
And sing fal de ral, &cc.<br />
(Spoken.) Charming prospect, ladies !—Mamma,<br />
I'm quite sick; (retches)—Come, don't puflF<br />
your backey smoke in my face.—I shall if I likes.—<br />
Thee woot woot ? we shall zee.—Gemmen, no fighting<br />
here, if you please, stop till you go on shore.—<br />
Mamma, I can't help laughing at that droll man.—<br />
0 fie, child! And <strong>the</strong>re's ano<strong>the</strong>r!—en't you