Poems on Affairs of State

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Here's a House to be let,
For C---, S---d swore,
On Portsmouth's bare Arse,
He wou'd shut up the Door.

Inquire at the Lodgings
Next Door to the Pope,
At Duke Lauderdale's Head,
With a Cravat of Rope.

And there you will hear
How next he will let it,
If you pay the old Price,
You may certainly get it.

He holds it in Tail,
From his Father, who fast
Did keep it long shut,
But 'twas open'd at last.

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