A Song. Set by Mr. Akeroyd.
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THE Devil he pull’d of his Jacket of Flame,
The Fryer he pull’d off his Cowle;
The Devil took him for a Dunce of the Game,
And the Fryer took him for a Fool:
He piqu’d, and repiqu’d so oft, that at last,
He swore by the Jolly fat Nuns;
If Cards came no better than those that are past,
Oh! oh! I shall lose all my Buns.
A New Song. Translated from the
French.
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