Page:Merry msue (sic).pdf/7

78 Then he call'd to some with all his might "Oh, stop this leg or I'm murdered quite," But though they heard him all invite, La ſees that a minute it was out of sight Ri too ral, &c.

He ran o'er hill and dale, and plain, To ease his weary bones be fain Did throw himself then, but all in vain The leg got up, and was off again Ri too ral, &c.

He walk'd of days and nights a seers, Of Europe he had made the tour; He died but though he was no more, The leg walk'd on the same before Ri too ral, &c.

In Holland he sometimes comes to sight. A skeleton on a cork leg tight; No cash did the artist's requite, He never was paid and it serv'd him right. Ri too pal, &c.

DAN TUCKER

Tucker lib'd in a tight log hot As snug as a in mouldy set Him jump into bed but him logs no longǃ Dat for chickens day move to roost upon

Heigh out ob de way ole Dan Tucker You're too late to hav your supper, Out ob de way ole Dan Tucker You're to late to had your supper.

Ole hem, fat pig, lack, terrible sly, When dey see Dan Tucker cumin' by Ole Dan Tucker has come to sup. Ole fowl fat pigs to gobble up; Heigh out ob de way, &c.