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LOVE AND BRANDT.
A Landlady in France lov’d an ofFcer
’tis faid,
And this officer he dearly lov’d he*
brandy O;
Said (he, I love this officer, altho’ his
nofe be red,
And his legs be what his regiment
call bandy O.
When this bandylegged officer wai
prder’d for the coaft,
How fhe tore her lovely locks tha|
look’d fo Tandy O;
Adieu, my Love, faid fhe, if you write
pray pay the poft,
But before we part, let’s take a cup
of brandy O.
So fhe fill’d him up a bumper juft be¬
fore he left the town,
And the th er for herfelf fo^neat &
hadyoO ;