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The author of their villainy,
a groat to him they give;
Unto this woman's house they go,
before a justice bring hur,
Where she was cast with much ado,
into the stocks they fling her.
Now Taffy had his heart's desire,
he had hur company,
But when he did begin to jeer,
she in his face did fly,
She claw'd him so with all hur nails,
she made hur almost mad;
Hur was not used so in Wales,
hur luck was then so-bad.
Moreover, as hur understand,
to add to hur disgrace,
The queen she pissed in her hand,
and cast it in hur face.
Cotsplutteranails beshrew hur heart,
was scurdey queen and whore,
Hur scratch'd hur face did now so smart,
which made hur cry and roar,
Too soon I with her here, quoth he,
but now I wish her further,
Or that from hur I might be free,
for fear she should me murder.
The company that stood about,
did laugh at him a good,
And very friendly help him out,
because he pleas'd the mood
a groat to him they give;
Unto this woman's house they go,
before a justice bring hur,
Where she was cast with much ado,
into the stocks they fling her.
Now Taffy had his heart's desire,
he had hur company,
But when he did begin to jeer,
she in his face did fly,
She claw'd him so with all hur nails,
she made hur almost mad;
Hur was not used so in Wales,
hur luck was then so-bad.
Moreover, as hur understand,
to add to hur disgrace,
The queen she pissed in her hand,
and cast it in hur face.
Cotsplutteranails beshrew hur heart,
was scurdey queen and whore,
Hur scratch'd hur face did now so smart,
which made hur cry and roar,
Too soon I with her here, quoth he,
but now I wish her further,
Or that from hur I might be free,
for fear she should me murder.
The company that stood about,
did laugh at him a good,
And very friendly help him out,
because he pleas'd the mood
