That they drank their flat-irons, pokers, and tongs!
The men—they fought and gambled at fairs;
And poach'd—and didn't respect gray hairs—
Stole linen, money, plate, poultry, and corses;
And broke in houses as well as horses;
Unfolded folds to kill their own mutton,—
And would their own mothers and wives for a button:
But not to repeat the deeds they did,
Backsliding in spite of all moral skid,
If all were true that fell from the tongue,