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1 6 Songs Compleat.
Lord Frog.
Sing I can't, my Voice is low
Croakledom hee Croakledom ho ;
But for Dancing dare Santlow,
Cocky mi Chari she :
Than altho' my Bum be bare,
All must own 'tis smooth and fair ;
I've no Scars of Venus there,
Twiddle come Tweedle twee.
Miss Mouse.
When we treat you at our Cheese,
Croakledom hee Croakledom ho ;
All that naked part one sees,
Cocky mi Chari me :
Cover'd close we creep and crawl,
When you swim or diving fall :
Fy for shame, you shew us all,
Twiddle come Tweedle twee.
Lord Frog.
Since y'are on these lofty strains,
Croakledom hee Croakledom ho ;
I'll get one shall value brains,
Cocky mi Chari she :
Miss Mouse.
Now your Lordship idle prates,
Those that will have constant mates,
Must have Tails as well as Pates,
Twiddle come Tweedle twee.
OCEAN'S

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