Still Mother M⸺r’s virtues mark;
She lives in chaste condition,
With her hautboy puffing P—k,
Who plays for his admission;
Most titled things I’ve heard her say,
Are dry b—s next-door neighbours,
Before such husky pipes can play,
Their bums are bang’d like tabors.
Jordan laughs at gibes and jeers,
At envy, spite, and spleen, sir,