But is’t your own, or the barber his friz?
Because if it is, ’tis a very neat friz,
Whether it’s yours—or whether it’s his;
But if it’s a wig, it’s a little too big,
And you’ll dance it off in a reel or a jig.
Post-chaises, coaches, chairs, and gigs,
Are let as jobs like ladies’ light wigs;
And scandal gossips (madam) say
Yours is a jasey hir’d by the day.
Be that as it may, it’s a very cheap way,