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(340) Page 328 - Under this stone lies on who writ his finis
328 Songs Compleat,
One spark of Fire consumes a House,
Small Prison makes one pant ;
The Sword-fish mortifies the Whale,
The Mouse the Elephant
But never did I see that Throat,
Under my Lord-Mayor's roof :
Unless they brought it scalding hot,
That was not Custard proof
Let this a warning be to those,
That go to Isliiigton;
Custard will kill, Experience shows,
As soon as any Gun.
Beware how you on Holidays,
Abroad do Feast your Wives ;
For they that feed on Custard, go
In danger of their Lives.
The EPITAPH.
To the Tune of, Tttrn again
Whittington, &c.
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Under this Stone lies one, who writ his Finis ;
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and with a Trick of's own, was kill'd with Kindness :
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