Description of Pizzaro/Monseer Nong Tong Paw

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MONSEER NONG TONG PAW.

John Bull for pastime took a prance,
Some time ago, to peep at France,
To talk of science and arts,
And knowledge gain‘d in foreign parts,
Monsieur obsequious heard him speak,
Aud answer’d John in heathen Greek,
To all he ask’d ‘bout all he saw,
‘Twas Monsieur Je vous n’ entends pas.

John to the Palais Royal came,
Its splendor almost struck him dumb,
I say, whose house is that there here;
Hosse! Je vous n’ entends pas, Monsieur.
What, Nong Tong Paw again, cries John,
This fellow is some mighty Don;
No doubt he‘s plenty for the maw,
I'll breakfast with the Nong Tong Paw.

John saw Versailles from Marli‘s height,
And cried astonish’d at the sight,
Whose fine estate is that there here;
Stat! Je vous n’ entends pas, Monsieur.
His, what the land and houses too;
The fellow's richer than a Jew,
On every thing he lays his claw,
I should like to dine with Nong Tong Paw.

Next tripping came a courtly fair,
John cried, enchanted with her air,
What lovely wench is that there here;
Ventch! Je vous n’ entends pas, Monsieur,
What, he again? upon my life,
A palace, lands, and then a wife;
Sir Joshua might delight to draw,
I should like to sup with Nong Tong Paw.

But, held, whose funeral's that? cries John,
Je vous n' entends pas; what! is he gone;
Wealth, fame, and beauty could not save
Poor Nong Tong Paw then from the grave;
His race is run his game is up,
I‘d with him breakfast, dine, and sup,
But since he chuses to withdraw,
Goodnight t'ye Monseer Nong Tong Paw.