Oh, whist! whist! whist!
"We'll save ye, if we can,
My pretty popsey-wopsey-wops,
From yon bad Bogie Man!
To Queen Coal.
(By her Fond but Poor Lover.)
"If thou art not dear to me,
What care I how dear you be!"
Oh, whist! whist! whist!
"We'll save ye, if we can,
My pretty popsey-wopsey-wops,
From yon bad Bogie Man!
"If thou art not dear to me,
What care I how dear you be!"