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Our scerets to you shall be well known,
and we live happily.
We live as you do easily,
but have our wits about us,
We never suffer'd injury,
nor give them cause to flout us;
I am your servant and your friend.
poor Taffy then reply'd
I hope my grief is at an end,
if I with you abide;
The first design we'll set upon,
if you'll our secrets keep,
Shall be for ought we know anon
when people are asleep,
And what was that quoth Taffy then,
I do desire to know,
You look like good plain dealing men,
what is it I must do,
Nothing but rob a house, quoth they,
of bacon we'll tell you,
Quoth he I was in such a fray,
Here's some I pray fall too.
He pull'd a piece out of his poke,
the bacon it was warm,
Quoth he this is as fire and smoke,
but I had all the harm.
He shew'd his burned back and side,
his hands and eke his face;
They laughed at his burned side,
which he took in disgrace.