Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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NEW BROOMS. |
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NEW BROOMS.
Brooms! brooms! who buys by brooms,
The money in no waste consumes;
My brooms are new, and, Sirs, I ween,
You'll all allow “new brooms sweep clean.”
Then, friends, for money quickly search,
I've hair brooms, heath brooms, brooms of birch;
And should the birch trade fail, 'twere odd,
If all who need it had the rod.
The money in no waste consumes;
My brooms are new, and, Sirs, I ween,
You'll all allow “new brooms sweep clean.”
Then, friends, for money quickly search,
I've hair brooms, heath brooms, brooms of birch;
And should the birch trade fail, 'twere odd,
If all who need it had the rod.
Brooms! brooms! why buys my brooms!
Brooms! brooms! 'tis no new trade,
What fortunes are by sweeping made!
The broom of law won't leave a rush;
The broom of physic makes you brush:
France taught with air-balloons to rise,
“To sweep the cobwebs off the skies.”
But let them sweep whate'er they please,
'Tis Britain only sweeps the seas.
Brooms! brooms! who buys my brooms?
Brooms! brooms! 'tis no new trade,
What fortunes are by sweeping made!
The broom of law won't leave a rush;
The broom of physic makes you brush:
France taught with air-balloons to rise,
“To sweep the cobwebs off the skies.”
But let them sweep whate'er they please,
'Tis Britain only sweeps the seas.
Brooms! brooms! who buys my brooms?
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