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 So, like most married folks, 'twas my plague and my chicken,

And sometimes a kissing, and sometimes a kicking:

Then for comfort a cordial she'd now and then try,

Alternately bunging or piping her eye;

And these facts of this couple the hist'ry contain,

For when he kick'd Miss Roe, she kick'd him again.

 