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Rh Mercein and Bogardus each told a long story,
 * Very fine, without doubt, to such folks as could hear;

Then the two kings resigned, and in high gig and glory
 * The light-footed chief of the Guards took the chair:

So he made them a speech, about little or nothing,
 * Except he advised them to go home to bed;

And the simple fact is, that, in spite of their mouthing,
 * ’Twas the only good, sensible thing that was said.

By-the-way, though, we’ve heard that these sons of sedition,
 * These vile Bonapartes (to quote Jemmy Lent),

Are about to bring forward a second edition,
 * And Squire McGareaghan fears the event.

Now to let our wise Council their honest game play on yet,
 * Just call out, your Honor, the Gingerbread Guards,

Bid them drive at the traitors with cutlass and bayonet,
 * And then pick their pockets as bare—as your bard’s.

D.