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8 Pray, Mr. Kiug, how do you do?

I’ze gotten for yon a bit on a jobb’n,

And if you’re so kind, to make you amends,

I’ze gotten a summat in my fobb’n.

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The King he took the lease in hand,

And to sign it he was likewise willing;

And the farmer, to make him a little amends

He lugged out his bag, and gi’d him a shilling,

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The King, to carry on the joke,

He ordered ten pounds to be paid down,

For year and year after, and evermore,

Likewise ten shillings and half-a-crown

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The farmer he stared, and looked very funny,

To take up the cash he was likewise willing;

But if he had known he’d so much money,

He domm’d his wig if he’d gave him the shilling

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