Some fellow from town, some Jones or Brown;
So very soon snubb’d was he.
Oh, very soon, &c.
This was all very well, but I must also tell
That she hated the secretary;
For he always would look in the royal cash-book;
Such an aggravating chap was he.
“Vot’s this?” says he, “Fippence do I see, for taters
Three pounds; bless me!
Vy, taters, I’ll be bound, may be had three pound