Dolly, with Beauty and Art,
Has so hemm’d in my Heart,
That I cannot resist the Charm.
In Revenge I will stitch
Up the Hole near her Breach,
With a Needle as long as my Arm.
R.
Two Girls at a Bar, that would do’t, and one Gentleman would chatter too long.
What the Devil should we meddle
With diddle daddle, fiddle faddle;