Here lives a Fortune-Telling Gipsy,
Wrinkled, crabbed, grim and old;
And Tom and Jerry’s fancy ladies
Are gone to get their Fortunes told.
CUT VI.—Beggar’s Opera. Tom, Jerry, and Logick among the Cadgers in the Holy Land.
Now to keep up the spree, Tom, Jerry and Logick,
Went disguis’d to the Slums in the Holy Land;
Through each crib and each court, they hunted for sport,
Till they came to the Beggar’s Opera so named.
CUT VII.—Night Scene.—Tom and Jerry upsetting the Charleys.
Hark! the watchman springs his rattle,
Now the midnight lark’s begun;
Boxes crashing, lanthorns smashing,
Mill the Charleys—oh! what fun.
CUT VIII.—Brought before the Magistrates.
