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 SONGS. Soon after being sent with a basket and letter, Crammed full of live pigeons' to give to a friencl, Enraged at their fluttering, he thought it was better To set them at large, and their mrscry end; l'hen on, joy, he went to the place where directed, But the door had no kno.eker, so what does'he do. Faith, he knoc. Jtd at the next, where the servant tending, Cried Pat it's your knocker I want and not you. Wit your philuhl, ing brought 'f6m the gemmen, he gave him the note, Who said, in the letter here's pigeons I find, BYFJabus, says Pat, that's a very good joke, or they tied from the bsket and left me behind, 'l'he gentleman swore for the loss he must pay, Or on losing his place for a certain depend; Pat replied, to your offer I'll not once say nay If you'll .be so kind as the money to lend. With your philulu, &c. Beiug pleas'd with the joke, poet Pat got forgiv'n, . 'For though blunder on blunder, no harm them rileant, And if he's not dead, with his master he's living.; And when. not out of humor, is always content, lay, more, Paddy Flanagan joins in the wish, That the cares of our friends may soon find a d- That wax may be drown'd on dry land with the fh, . ..And the world f9r6vsr taste blessings of peace. P/DDY C'AREY'S FORTUlhrE. -1., 'Tw.s at the town of hate Cloghash, That 8ergoant nap met Paddy Carey, �

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