A spy-glass he us’d, for near sighted was he.
With his spy-glass once spying in Parliament Street,
He chanc’d an old Hag in a red cloak to meet;
When the Hag in a red cloak thus awfully said,
“Pray give me a sixpence to buy me some bread.”
“No sixpence I’ll give thee to buy thee some bread,”
To the Hag in a red cloak Mat feelingly said;
Then down to the House in a huff strutted he,
Sure all the world knows little Mat’s an M.P.
But as onward he strutted, and push’d thro’ the crowd,