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4 Crying, Pull away now, Mrs Ryder It must be a little bit wider, My dear mouth they split pretty nig All to make me a beautiful boy.

Now being complete, I was next sent to s And to show off my make was stuck on a h When the children went home they cried prise, “We're a new boy at school with such eyes, He can look any way so handy! Such a month he has got to suck can St. And his legs are so preciously bandy, And they call him a beautiful boy.

T'other day I was ask'd in the city to din The ladies in raptures all thought me divi And all, when observing my elegant grace Neglected their dinners to gaze on my face They cried, I shall faint with surprise No gas-lights can equal his eyes, And such a sweet month for mince-pi Oh dear! what a beautiful boy.

Now, ladies, beware of love's powerful dar For fearful I am I shall steal all your hear And then, you dear sweet little creature sigh, And doat on my charms, till yon languish For you know, I can't marry you all. Yet believe me, whenever you call, My endeavours will be to please all, Although such a beautiful boy.