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But neighbours, I'd almost forgot, For to tell ye—exactly at one, The dinner will be on the table, The music will play till it's done: When you'll be all heartily welcome, Of this merry feast for to share; But if you won't come at this bidding, Why then you may stay where you are. Meet People in cht Falkland Islands. Amang the rest aw cowp'd me creels, Eh, gox!
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Frae Team-Gut to Whitley, wi' coals black and brown, For the Amphitrite loaded, the keel had gyen down; But the bullies ower neet gat their gobs sae oft wet, That the nyem of the ship yen and a' did forget. The Sexy Bowling Green get forked, for trial, had brought up a thief, Whose looks seem'd a passport for Botany Bay; The lawyers, some with and some wanting a brief, Around the green table were seated so gay:[Pg 18] Grave jurors and witnesses, waiting a call: Attornies and clients, more angry than wise, With strangers and town's-people, throng'd the Guild-hall, All waiting gaping to see my Lord 'Size.
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