Occasions Off-spring Or Poems upon Severall Occasions: By Mathew Stevenson |
Upon his second time being dead drunk.
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Upon his second time being dead drunk.
Loe here, Twas ruffe,Dead as the bere, And with a puffe
Was drawn last yeare: Out went the snuffe.
And Coffind up, Alas! how soon
In a lost Cup, Tis after noon?
Lyes, litle heart O, This morning hee O,
Who like a fart O, Was companie O,
Did now depart O. For thee, or mee O.
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Ahe Spanish smoke, No more but so;
Jnto his poke, Tis Oliver O
As if he meant Lets oversee
Sir, by consent This scape for hee
To tune his pipe O, The truth to tell O
But being ripe, O, Till he was mellow,
Began to type O, Was a good fellow;
And shall to morrow morning make's approach
As quick, and lively, as the fresh abroach.
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