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 21 The Trial Dull Witts.

Through a ſheep-ſhank-bone,

But ſuch a gueſs was never known.

A Worm.

I'm call'd by the name of a man,

Yet liam as little's a mouſe,

When winter comes I love to be

With my red target near the houſe.

Robin Red-breaſt.

I ſaw a fight the other day,

A damſel did begin the fray;

She with a daily friend did meet,

She gave ſuch hard and ſturdy blows,

He bled ten gallons at the noſe,

Yet neither ſeem'd to faint nor fall.

A Pump on a Well.

Twelve and twelve white cows,

ſtand-equal in a ſtall,

Forth came a red bull,

and overlick'd them all.

One's tongue and teeth.

I into this world came hanging,

And when from the ſame I was ganging,

I was bitterly batter'd and ſqueez'd,

And then with my blood they were pleas'd.

A Pippin pounded into Cyder.

Two calves and an ape,

They made their eſcape

From one that is then a ſpirit;

They travell'd together,

in all ſorts of weather,

But often were put in a fright.

A Man flying from his ſcolding Wife, the tow