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HALLELU NELL.
“I'm just bustin' wi' glory,”Said our Hallelu Nell,
“From a-tellin' the story
Of triumphs o'er 'ell.
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Had a thunderin' tea,
Of good shrimps and salvation,
When we pluckt from damnation,
A 'ot firebrand young swell.
O 'e dropt in like Balaam
Orl to cuss and confound us,
An' e' went 'ome no stray lamb
But a-folded and sure,
An' a convert secure.
But the Lard were around us,
And as blindness could see,
Played the Divil wi' 'e.
Yes, the Lard gave 'is pepper
To that lost one and leper,
An' 'is arrer went hin;
Till that mighty 'igh stepper
Were convicted of sin.
So the Capting and me
Had the shrimps for our tea—
Hallelu! Hallelee!”
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