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Ome liſten a while you need not tarry long, All ranks give attention as by me you throng, The truth you ſhall bear by the words of a ſong, Of the rigs and rhymes on the times, Is this moſt wonderful, wonderful age

Defrauding, deluſion, and bilking's the plan, The way of the world now is cheat as cheat can, And the far biggeſt rogue, Sir, is now the beſt man, Who can bounce and fly, ſwear, lie, and deny, 'Tis the way to now thrive as the world now goes.

With confuſion and buſtle for money they drive, The rich would devour the poor up alive, And one neighbour don't like another to thrive, For wrong or right they backbite, full of ſpite, Laugh in their ſleeve at their neighbour's downfal.

Here is Lady Squab with her moonify'd face, By her I'll deſcribe you this backbiting-race, Who 'twou'd puzzle a lawyer their actions to trace, To know your miud how they twine, ſeem ſo kind, Yet would cut your throat if your back be but turn'd.

They're moſt of them goſſips with what news I pray?

Why can't you come in, no indeed & can't ſtay,

Tho' to tattle and ſlander they'll goſſip all day,

In dirty trim, out and in, drinking gin.

Complain of bad huſbands, but few of ſuch wives.

A new tea-drinking faſhion of late they've got in, Such an excellent mode they think it no ſin, To borrow tea-kettles, to pawn them for gin, And ſwear black's white, wrong or right,to come by't, Of this tea-drinking faſion good women beware.