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Well, Jack was sweatin'
Up the mountain, and a hullabaloo,
And a uiv'rin' and shoutin' what would he do,
And where was this villyan? and—“Aisy! aisy!”
Says Nessy to him, “you needn' go crazy—
Come,” she says. “And will you go linkin'
With me?” says Jack. “Aw well, I'm thinkin'
I'd better,” says Nessy; “it'll be more safer,”
And offs with him—aw, as tight as a wafer—
Poor Jack! but the plazed, and the tittle-tattle,
And studdied hisself. For they'd had a battle
Who'd she link with? and wouldn' take rest,
And round and round like compasses—
And her goin' duckin' under their arms—
Aw, bless ye! trust these lill madarms!
(Lill she wasn')—and then they'd got gript

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Like the very deuce, and Nessy slipt
To one side, and them two kissin' like mad,
Till they found by the whisker who they had—
And then—hurroose!
 

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