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In making ma boo to this rare bonny lass,
I push't ma head plump through a large pane of glass,
I run'd for dear life, till I reach'd master's door,
Pash't it open so quick, sent him smack upat floor,
I knock't down, and master got bang'd by the lassc^
Lost first quarter's wages, for breaking o' glasses.
And yet eftre all that has fell'd to my lot,
I'd be sorry to quit this good pleace that I've got.
Sood poor lattle Jerry again hither stray.
To amuse your spare hours e laftet away,
Your smiles will cheer the blossom you rear,
And gratitude will ever find a place here;
Nae lad e t' world is more willing than I,
To gain your good wishes, I ever will try.
Ckit, CUaf.
As sang hy Mr. COWELL.
Pretty little damsels, how they chat.
Chit, chat, tittle tattle tat.
All about their sweethearts, and all that.
Chit, chat, tittle tattle tat
Up and down the city, how the Uttle damsels walk,
And of the beaux and fashions, how tlie little damscli
talk;
And a little slander, sure, is no balk to their
Chit, chat, tittle tattle tat
Pretty little damsels go to chearien in the shops,
Chit, chat, &c.
Pretty little bonnets, and pretty little caps.
And chit, chat, &c.
A little bit of rouge, and a pretty little fan.
And a pretty little miniature of a pretty little man.
Or any other pretty Uttle thing of which they can.
Chit, chat, &c