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Mr. Punch is one jolly good fellow, His dress is all scarlet and yellow, And if now and then he gets mellow, It's only among his good friends. His money most freely he spends; To laugh and grow fat he intends; With the girls he's a rogue and a rover; He lives, while he can, upon clover When he dies&mdash;it's only all over; And there Punch's comedy ends. (he continues to dance and sing, and then calls "Judy, my dear! Judy!")

. Hollo, Toby! who call'd you? How you do, Mr. Toby? Hope you very well, Mr. Toby.

. Bow, wow, wow!

. How do my good friend, your master, Mr. Toby? How do Mr. Scaramouch?

. Bow, wow, wow!

. I'm glad to hear it. Poor Toby! What a nice good-temper'd dog it is! No wonder his master is so fond of him.