NAIL! snail! come out of your hole,

Or else I'll beat you as black as a coal.

WING! swong! the days are
long;
The woodcock and the sparrow;
The little dog has burnt his tail,
And he shall be hanged to-

morrow.

To-morrow, to-morrow.

AFFY was a Welshman,
Taffy was a thief,
Taffy came to my house,
And stole a piece of beef.
I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy wasn't at home,

Taffy came to my house,
And stole a marrow bone.
I went to Taffy's house,
Taffy was in bed,

I took the marrow bone,
And beat about his head.

ELL tale, tit!

Your tongue shall be slit,
And all the dogs in the town
Shall have a little bit.

HE cat sat asleep by the fire, The mistress snored loud as

a pig,

Jack took up his fiddle by Jenny's desire,

And struck up a bit of a jig.

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Ods, bobs," said the dame, jumping up from her chair,

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Such music, dear Johnny, as that Compels one to dance;" but John called out, "Beware,

Or you'll tread on the tail of the cat."

The fiddler's kind warning proved totally vain,

The happy old lady danced round, She trod on poor pussy, who squall'd with the pain,

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And tumbled the dame to the ground.

Why, Goody," cried Gaffer, "you're rather too big,

Like a baby, to lie sprawling there." But while he thus joked her, Poll twitched off his wig,

And left his poor noddle quite bare.

Poll flew with the prize quite delighted about,

While Gaffer most loudly did roar;