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SNAPS FOR DINNER, SNAPS FOR BREAKFAST AND SNAPS FOR SUPPER.
Come into dinner squalls the dame,
You need it now perhaps,
But hear the husband's loud exclaim,
I do not like your snaps,
'Tis snaps when at your breakfast meal,
And snaps when at your spinning wheel,
Too many by a devilish deal,
For all your words are snaps.
You need it now perhaps,
But hear the husband's loud exclaim,
I do not like your snaps,
'Tis snaps when at your breakfast meal,
And snaps when at your spinning wheel,
Too many by a devilish deal,
For all your words are snaps.
Why do you tarry, tell me why?
The chamber door she taps,
Eat by yourself, my dear, for I
Am surfeited with snaps,
For if I cough it is the cry,
You always snap at supper time,
I'd rather lave in vats of lime,
Than face you with your snaps.
The chamber door she taps,
Eat by yourself, my dear, for I
Am surfeited with snaps,
For if I cough it is the cry,
You always snap at supper time,
I'd rather lave in vats of lime,
Than face you with your snaps.
How gladly would I be a book,
To your long pocket flaps,
That you my face may read and look,
And learn the worth of snaps,
I'm sorry that I learning lack,
To turn you to an almanac,
Next year I'll hang you on the rack,
And end the date of snaps.
To your long pocket flaps,
That you my face may read and look,
And learn the worth of snaps,
I'm sorry that I learning lack,
To turn you to an almanac,
Next year I'll hang you on the rack,
And end the date of snaps.
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