And the rest of the Female Crew;
Each has an Itch in her Belly,
To play with the Scarlet hue:
And Marg'ret too must be peeping,
To see the Troopers, &c.
The Landladys are preparing,
Her Maids are shifting their Smocks;
Each swears she'll buy her a Fairing,
And opens her Christmas-box:
She'll give it all to the Red-coats,