VII
The Sillywarious next was done in
Tip-top style just as it should,
By Muster and Missus Mudfog, stunning,
Whose hair curled like a bunch of wood.
The folks grinn'd all about their faces,
'Cos Mudfog—prince of flashy bucks—
Had on a pair of pillow Cases,
Transmogrified slap into ducks!
Tol, lol lol, etc.
VIII
The celebrated Pass de Sandwich
To join in no one could refuse—
Six bushels on 'em came in, and wich
Wanish'd in about two two's.
The Gatter Waltz next followed arter— [9]
They lapp'd it down, right manful-ly, [10]
Until Joe Guffin and his darter,
Was in a state of Fourpen-ny!
Tol, lol lol, etc.
IX
Next came the Pass de Fascination
Betwixt Peg Price and Dumby Dick—
But Peg had sich a corporation,
He dropp'd her like a red hot brick.
The company was so enraptur'd,
They buckets of vall flowers threw—
But one chap flung a bunch of turnips,
Which nearly split Dick's nut in two.
Tol, lol lol, etc.
X
The dose now set to gallopading,
And stamp'd with all their might and main—
They thump'd the floor so precious hard-in,
It split the ancient crib in twain, [11]
Some pitch'd in the road, bent double—
Some was smash'd with bricks—done brown—
So the cadgers saved 'The Crown' the trouble
Of sending coves to pull it down.
Tol, lol lol, etc.
[1: nothing] [2: merrily] [3: walking] [4: lodging-house] [5: sweetheart; wife] [6: penny] [7: dressed] [8: Grisi?] [9: beer] [10: drunk] [11: house]
"DEAR BILL, THIS STONE-JUG" [Notes] [1857]
[From Punch, 31 Jan., p. 49. Being an Epistle from Toby
Cracksman, in Newgate, to Bill Sykes].