[Here they dance.
Second Verse.
Wm. If someone hits him in the eye, he always hits them back!
When I am struck, my Ma I merely tell!
On passing fat pigs in a lane, he'll give 'em each a whack!
Thos. (impenitently.) And jolly fun it is to hear 'em yell!
Chorus.
Third Verse.
Wm. He's always cribbing coppers—which he spends on lollipops.
Thos. (A share of which you've never yet refused!)
Wm. A stone he'll shy at frogs and toads, and anything that hops!
Thos. (While you look on, and seem to be amused!)
Chorus.