There you may buy a farthing lace;
Besides penknives, for Jack and Jim,
And razors for the daddy’s chin—
Rocking-chairs and children’s cradles,
Porridge-pots and wooden ladles.—
Kash from Walsall, kills the worms;
Judas brings a salve for corns;
Mind these men or you’ll be bitten—
Black Jack’s wife brings salve from Tipton—
At the top of the Shambles Sally stands,