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 8 A Whetſtone for Dull Wits.

Q. A thing with a thundering breech, It weighing a thouſand pound welly, I have heard it roar Louder than Guy's Wild Boar, They ſay it hath death in its belly.

A. A Cannon.

Q. In pain was a Squire's Daughter, She hired a young man ſoon after, Though it is not much, He gave her a touch, Her ſorrow was ſoon turn'd to laughter.

A. A Maid whoſe knee was out of Joint, which being ſet the rejoiced.

2. One Mouth, one Noſe, two charming Eyes, Two Feet, two Hands, two Heads likewiſe.

A. A young Virgin, whoſe Natural Head and Maiderhead make two.

Q. Altho in number I'm the fineſt, O'er kings I reign and beat the talleſt.

A. The Ace of Trumps.

Q. My