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I up to kitty then would roam, expecting she would speak, I hem'd and haw'd, I bow'd and scrap'd, and touch'd her on the cheek, Says I, “Miss Kitty, you knows me--- at least I do           suppose.".      When she turn'd round, be turn'd and squar'd, but turned up my nose,      Says he, “ Young man, this lass is mine, so run, you            gaping clown," I sharply would ha' took him up but lord!-- he knock'd me down, He right and left pitch'd into me, and swore he'd           break my bones, He roll'd me over in the mud, and so did Kitty Jones Ri tooral, &c.

A twelvemonth after this event, I met her with a child, She seiz'd me by the collar then, and foam'd with anger wild; A policeman was on the spot, and ready at a nod, She swore I was her infant's pa, so he took me to quod Then wanted me to tip the cash, but I'd got none to tip And so to prison they resolv'd that I should take a trip To grind up corn they sent me then, in spite of all my           moans, I serv'd a year in Clerkenwell, and all thro' Kitty Jones Ri tooral, &c.

At length I got my liberty, with nothing in my purse, Besides I'd lost my character, which you will own way worse; I to the workhouse then did go, to macadamise was sent, With little grub, and little blunt, I now must be content, But as for my fair paramour, I never saw her more, Her vile deceit and cruelty I ever shall deplore: She broke my heart--she's broke my head--I live by           breaking stones, And oh, that I had broke my neck, ere I saw Kitty Jones, Ri tooral, &c.