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I had a wife of my own,
Still with her tongue she clatter'd on,
Not with her knuckle and bone,
But with her tongue she batter'd on;
With cuckold, ass, blockhead, and drone,
And such like words she rattled on
Not with her knuckle or bone,
But with poker and tongues she battled on.

(Speaking).
But, poor soul! she happen'd to die one day, and went out like the snuff of a candle, singing,

Ka ba, wa wa, wow, eh, wa, &c.
(Imitating Punch, the first part of the tune for chorus).