While pug proposes with knowing eye,
With Soot, the Sweep, to have a SHY.
Do mark his attitude so knowing,
"Woman or skull?—the copper's going."
Prime Boy! before you cease your fun,
I GUESS you'll be completely DONE;
This morning's prank you'll surely rue,
In loss of slate and satchel too,
Which, proof against all fear of LAGGING,
Young Soot is from its owner dragging.