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I had na been so busy
Na na indeed not I
Had I not thought the hussy
Had got tamer bye & bye
An old nag at my coat flap[s]
A bur behind my ear
And two or three banging gate claps
I heard some ither where

A nasty dirty hissy
They plague me still at home
Her old rags bin too busy
And so's her tuzle comb
I'll name her arter horses
And rub her down i straw
And heed no love discourses
Love's what the world neer saw
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