Earrings for your fardens
Comelier than gems!
XIII.
NEWINGTON BUTTS.
The bung is lost from Newington Butts!
The beer is running in all the ruts,
The gutters are swimming, the Butts are dry,
Lackadaisy! and so am I.
Who was the thief that stole the bung?
I shall go hopping the day he's hung!