Polish your boots upon Sunday,
Or else a dollar he will have to pay,
Says the Bill on Sunday trading.
And if you want to enjoy your pipe,
Where would you get a box of lights,
For the sellers they will be put to flight,
Says the Bill on Sunday trading.
No Yarmouth bloaters must be sold,
Nor peppermint drops for coughs or colds,
And muffin man’s bell it’s clapper must hold,