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The gypsies up the bacon haul,
and leave the fool behind,
Taffy, we thank thee for our swine,
we can no longer stay,
The bacon's ours, the halter's thine,
make haste and get away!
They cast the halter on his head,
and call'd hur foolish elf,
And with the bacon straight they fled,
and bid hur hang himself.
Shame take you all, was serve hur so,
hur best days now are gone,
Now out, alas! what shall hur do?
hur now was quite undone.
Was find hur heart to hang hurself,
was take hur as a thief;
More misery hur must endure,
and so add grief to grief.
Or else was broil hur on the coals,
as hur once did before,
The world is full of knaves or fools,
or there was never more:
Hur will stand here, let what will come,
out-face the worst of evil:
Hur will not speak, hur being dumb,
was take hur for the devil:
Was all bedaub'd hurself with crook,
was warrant hur will scare him;
And stand as still as any stick,
no matter tho' hur jeer hur.