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 Strange quarrels had past, 'Twixt the first and the last, And many Tongue combats had been, For the Youngest well knew, 'Twas her Sister that Blew, The late Blast as she stood by the Queen; With a hum, &c.

But letting that go, Since Winds pass too and fro, As Fate soon the Case made plain, By a Visit they made, To a haughty Court Jade, Who a Page had to hold up her Train; With a hum, &c.

Who when at her Gate, She the Sisters had met, Bowing low with her back-bone crump, As she gave a Salute, Tother stooping to do't, Gave a proof she was loose in her Rump; By a hum, &c.

Which unfortunate noise, Made her Sister rejoyce, And as nothing more pleasing could come, With a laugh screw'd so high, She was ready to die, As she follow'd her into the Room; With a hum, &c.

But oh, dismal lot, Her own Case she forgot, For just as a filly Foal pisses, When she romping does pass, O'er the gay springing grass, So the Room was Embroyder'd with S S.     And a whisse, hum, &c.