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t last on a board Rolla's body they take, and twenty nate virgins all join'd at his wake.

Ralph and Moses

BE zing you a whimsical lay, 'Bout a frolic that hap'd at our town, How a Jew did our last market day Take in a poor country clown. He'd razors in plenty to zell, Of their goodness he made great commence And; to make them go of glib and well, Cried, a dozen, zirs, for eighteen-pence, Ri um ti idity a &c.

'Od dang it!” cried Ralph, who stood bye, "This fellow the razors must steal; But, efackins, that's nothing to I; Then they're made of the very best steel." So insant he lugg'd out his bag, In order to purchase the lot; Then set off 'mongst his neighbours to What a woundy great bargain he'd got. Ri um ti idity a &c.

Impatient their mettle to try, Ralph gallop'd away to his room, Where, because he'd no other brush bye, He lather'd himself with a broom. Then a razor he took from the rest: But his beard being bristly and black, His tool it would not stand the test, For the edge turn'd as blunt as the back. Rum ti idity, &c