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Had a pig-sty for poultry without any door,
It was two stories high, and both on the ground floor.
Foorallalloo, &c.
It was two stories high, and both on the ground floor.
Foorallalloo, &c.
A beautiful garden with weeds overrun,
And an elegant fish-pond dried up by the sun;
Then the house stood convenient enough, you may say,
Next door to the whiskey-shop over the way.
Foorallalloo, &c.
And an elegant fish-pond dried up by the sun;
Then the house stood convenient enough, you may say,
Next door to the whiskey-shop over the way.
Foorallalloo, &c.
’Twas a freehold estate, heir-at-law was myself,
So to law went about it, of course with an elf,
Gain’d the cause, but to try it so long time requir’d,
The freehold I lost, ’cause the lease had expir’d.
Foorallalloo, &c.
So to law went about it, of course with an elf,
Gain’d the cause, but to try it so long time requir’d,
The freehold I lost, ’cause the lease had expir’d.
Foorallalloo, &c.
JOHN BULL IS HIS NAME.
WHILST some of the ancients are lavish in praise,
And boast what great characters brighten’d days,
I’ll sing you a man not unnotic’d by fame.
That shall rival them all, and John Bull is his name,
And boast what great characters brighten’d days,
I’ll sing you a man not unnotic’d by fame.
That shall rival them all, and John Bull is his name,
