And tuck her for a sthroller, O.
Wud bay’net fixed he sallied forth,
And caught her by the wizzen, O,
And then he swore a mighty oath,
“I’ll send you off to prison, O.”
GOAT.
“Oh, mercy, sir!” the goat replied,
“Pray let me tell my story, O!
I am no Rogue, no Ribbonman,
No Croppy, Whig, or Tory, O;