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[ 8 ] They'll tipple like fiſhes, and prattle like parrots, And gobble down cake as a for will do carrots Some with the ſalmon they there do regale, But give me beef and ham, and a pot of good ale. To my fal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

There's oranges, gingerbread, ribbons and toys, Here's dolls for your girls, & drums for your boys; Roaſt pork, beef and ham, they can cut very nice, If you can find money you muſt not mind price. To fal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

The ale-bouſes crowded, you ſcarce can get in, Some calling for beer, for cyder and gin, (ſhrugs, The landlord laughs in's ſleeve, his ſhoulders he He can ſell off his bad beer, in's ſhort meaſur'd mugs. To my fal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

Here's the big and the little, the luſty and tall, Some with plenty of money, and ſome none at all; Some diverting of others with abundance of rigs, Some dance to the fiddles like to ſqueaking pigs. To my tal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

When the fair is o'er then homewards they throng, The lads and the laſſes they frisk it along, Men, women, and children, as home they repair They read the new ſongs they bought at the fair. To my fal de ral, theſe are the, etc.

So now I'll conclude this diverſion and fun, Which may be revivd when next-fair comes on: Some, I doubt, will repent they took no better care, For perhaps in 9 months they'll remember the fair. To my fal de ral, theie are the, etc.

GLASGOW,

Printed by J. & M. Robertſon, Saltmarket, 1806