The first Friday in the month we all know,
Our Maggot for ages shall shine on that day,
And every year some new splendour shall show,
When we agree that the Maggot and Spot
Never shall be crushed, but for ever shall reign.
A Charter we got, &c.
"Now, my brave boys, since united we be,
With friendship and harmony keep up the day;
Our boat rigg'd and mann'd well, so pleasant to see,
There's nothing can equal our Maggot so gay.