An’ teeach her hoo ti plaay her pairt;
Sha seean ’ll mak him towards her leean,
An’ then thoo knaws ’at t’ wark is deean.
Ez fer her breasts an’ bare at t’ airms,
It’s feshion noo ti show yan’s chairms.
Men leyke ti knaw, Ah’ve heeard it sed,
What’s real an’ fause afoor they wed;
Hoose’er, Ah’ll try an’ deea mah best,
An’ leeave ti thee ti mannish t’ rest.
Darby.