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BRITAINS CONTEST.
THE French say they are comin o'er,
to kill our king an' a' that,
They’ll kiss our sweethearts and our wives,
and slay ourselves an’ a’ that,
And a' that and a’ that,
they’ll take our gear and a' that,
But gin the come we’ll crack their crowns,
—send them hame to claw that.
For Bonaparte by subtile art,
he rules the French and a' that,
He rules the Dutch he rules the owades,
and mony mae than a’ that.
