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Rh yourself, if you can. (sings and dances to the tune of "Green grow the rushes, O.")

Right toll de riddle doll,

There's an end of him, by goll!

I'll dance and sing

Like any thing,

With music for my pretty Poll.

Mr. Punch is a very gay man,

He is the fellow the ladies for winning, oh;

Let them do whatever they can,

They never can stand his talking and grinning, oh.

Enter a, in a foreign livery.

. Mr. Punch, my master, he say he no like dat noise.

. (with surprise and mocking him) Your master, he say he no like dat noise! What noise?

. Dat nasty noise.

. Do you call music a noise.