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THE PRUDE.
The squeamish Prude
Will say you're rude,
If you speak but a Word amiss;
And yet in the dark,
With her fav'rite Spark,
Most eagerly she'll kiss.
Will say you're rude,
If you speak but a Word amiss;
And yet in the dark,
With her fav'rite Spark,
Most eagerly she'll kiss.
The Drury Crew
She'll far out-do,
When she throws off Restraint;
Yet in publick so precise
Is this Devil in disguise,
You'd take her for a Saint.
She'll far out-do,
When she throws off Restraint;
Yet in publick so precise
Is this Devil in disguise,
You'd take her for a Saint.
Poems on several occasions | ||