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Ju?t a year after father was dead,—
One night, about five i' th' morn,
An odd accident happen'd to me,
For 'twas then, that myself was first born,;
All this, I've been told byr my mammy,
(And surely, she'd not tell me wrong,)
But 1 don't remember nought of it,
Caze it happen'd when I were quite young,
Fal de ral, &c.
On the very same day, the next year,
(For so ran the story of mother,)
The same accident happen'd again,
But not to me then, that were brother ;
So 'twas settled by old' father Luke,
Who dissolv'd ail our family sins,
As we both were born on the same day,
- That we sartinly must have been twins*
Fal de ral, &c.
Twas agreed I should not go to school,
As learning I never should want,
Nor would they, e'en teach me to read,
For my genus they said it would cramp :
Now this genus, of mine, — where it lay, —
Do but listen a while, and you'll hear—
'Twas in drawing— not landscapes and pictures ;
'No— mine' was for drawing of beer.
Fal de ral, &c.

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