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ThMsCelie and NeUyj ^nA Mary the miic?,
Werejurt about Hajvcl^-Time ail big with Child.
They daac'd in the Hay, they haliow'd and
whoop'd.
And all the Day long.
This, this was her Song,
Hoy, were ever three Sifters fo lericompoop'd ?
And when they were big they did flare at each
other,
And crying. Oh Sifters ! what fhall we now do ?
For all our young Bantlings wc have but one Fa-
ther,
And they in one Month will all come to Town
too :
why did we run in fuch haft to the Mill,
To Kobin, who always the Toll Difli would fill.
He bump'd up our Bellies, then haliow'd and
whoop'd,
And all the Day long.
This, this was their Song,
Hoyj were ever three Sifters fo lericompoop'd?
SONG LXVri. Muffng I late,
MUfing I late
On m.-'d^c^ Tarras fat ^
And hot, and weary,
Heard a merry
Am'rous Couple chat;
1 Words as they go,
iThe Nymph foon made mc know,
And t'other was,
Tho* gay in Drefs,
A bltJnd'ring Country Beau.
He had ihown her all
^he Lodgings, great and fmall 5
The Tower, the Bower,
The Cseen, the (^ecn,

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