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Last Setterday, as we were gannin

Frae Newcassel, Dick Martin and I,

We caw'd at the sign o' the Cannon,

Because we byeth turn'd varry dry.

They were tauking o' reedin the papers,

'Bout Cobbett and his politics,

How fine he exposes the capers

Of Government's comical tricks.

He tauks o' the millions expenses

Browt on us by gannin te war:

But he maun be a man o' greet senses,

Or he cuddent hae reckon'd sae far.

He tauks o' the National Debt,

O' sinequeers, pensions, and such;

Wey, aw think how wor Mally wad fret,

If she'd awn just quarter as much.

Mister Government mun hae greet credit,

Or he ne'er wad get intiv debt;

But they tell yen he hez sike a spirit,

Aw's fish that comes intiv his net,

Says Dick, If aw wanted a shillin,

Want, then, yor certain aw must;

For, if yen was ever sae willin,

Ye divent ken where to seek trust.

We expected that when it cam Peace,

Wor sowgers and sailors reduc'd,

Wor burdens they quickly wad cease,

But, smash! man, we've been sair seduc'd.

Says Dicky, The taxes this year,

Myeks yen cry, iv a rage, Devil hang them!

For the backey an' yell they're sae dear—

Wey, it's just a cologuin amang them.

Good folks! aw wad hev ye beware

Of some that in Parliament sit;

For they're not hauf sae good as they waur,

Sin' that taistrel they caw'd Billy Pitt.

If ye 'loo them te de as they please,

Believe me a'm shure, aye, an' sartin,

They'll bring us syef doon te wor knees!

So ended byeth Dick and Jack Martin.