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vspette in Bells Life hits off the cockney loalers
out of employ:
doing OF nothing. Suppose goes and has spree,
list to keep blood IN circulation an narieIer to
shade vot it isbreaking vinders twisting oft ke's,
Dr. Ginning the arey bells It's all to me,
have lark Our masters henjoyng themselves. and
don't see w shouldn't have little rational enjoy
ent as veil as the swes at the Vestend."


"Come, take swig and pass the pot,


And don't sit there melancholir;


Come mount your tile, my Buck and trot


And let's enjoy some fun and frolic.
"I'm sure yon won't refuse TO 20,


Nor say, just now, that business binders;
There can't betprimer sport, You know.


Than ringing bells or cracking vinders.
well, Shook, your courage Won't damp


For mischief always ripe and ready;


'Ts pastme to smash lamp


Or wrench knocker off, my Neddy!