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The same accident happen’d again,
But not to me then, that were brother;
So ’twas settled by old father Luke,
Who dissolv’d all our family sins,
As we both were born on the same day,
that we sartinly must have been twins.
Fal de ral, &c.
'Twas agreed I should not go to school,
As learning I never should want,
'Nor would they e’en teach me to read,
For my genus they said it would cramp:
Now this genus of mine,——— where it lay,———
Do but listen a while, and you’ll hear———
'Twas in drawing—not landscapes and pictures;
No—mine was for drawing of beer.
Fal de ral, &c.
Some with only one genus are blest,
But I it appears had got two,
Far when I had drawn off some beer,
I’d a genus for drinking it too:
At last I was drawn up to town,
Without in my pocket a farden,
But since I’ve earn’d many a crown,
By the shop here, in sweet Common Garden,
Fal de ral, &c.
