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 For it was told me that his member,

made for the increase of mankind,

Was weak as the flies in December,

and that I would certainly find.

Well, that night in silence pass'd over

without any more said or done;

I slept very sound with my lover,

and up I arose with the sun.

I begg'd of a good honest woman,

to try by the words of his mouth,

If that which was talk'd of so common

had any thing in it of truth.

She pumpt him with prudent discretion,

to know if the story was true,

If his member—(O trying occasion!)

the functions of nature could do?

He own'd it was somewhat defective,

and that was the cause of his grief,

Because he could not be quite active,

and knew not of any relief.

Well, next night (according to custom)

we beded together again:

To do him all justice, I'd trust him,

and give him no cause to complain.

But now, to stop future vexation,

I told in the common report,

That his member-(a blush at relation!)

They said was both feeble and short;