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All this I've been told by my mammy,
 * And surely she'll not tell a wrong;

But I don't remember nonght of it,
 * Caze it happen'd when I were quite young.
 * Sing, fal de ral, &c

On the very same day the next year,
 * For so ran the story of mother,

The same accident happened again,
 * But not to me, then, that were brother.

So 'twas settled by old Father Luke,
 * Who dissolv'd all our family sins,

As we both were born on the same day,
 * That we sartainly must have been twins.
 * Sing, fal de ral, &c.

'Twas agreed I should not go to school,
 * As learning I never should want;

Nor would they e'en teach me to read,
 * For my genius, they said, it would cramp.

Now this genius of mine where it lay,
 * Do but listen a while and you'll hear:-

'Twas in drawing-not landscapes and pictures,
 * No! mine were for drawing of beer.
 * Sing, fal de ral, &c.

Some with only one genius are blest,
 * But I it appears had got two;

For when I had drawn of some beer,
 * I'd a genius for drinking it too.

At last I was drawn up to town,
 * Without in my pocket a farden;