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RNYG.773.072
2 Dec 1773:31,32 (33)
Nov. 29, 11 o'clock at night,
Lubricating for the good of my country.
Mr. Printer, In your last paper I find the beginning of a
most excellent song, dedicated to the Sons of Liberty, to be
improved as the tea occasion may require. Tea, Mr. Printer,
is a most villainous commodity, without spirit, and without
patriotism: And as I esteem myself, as well as my great
original, equally possessed of both, I do insist upon it --
to say nothing more--that you forthwith publish, for the
benefit of all the sons and daughters of Parnassus, the
following Continuation of the Song in our Last;
(The chorus being adapted to the present mode)
II.
There's gin and there's bran-dy, and heigh doodle-dandy,
And rum of high proof and no ho-goo,
With peri-ne-lion, split comets a fly--ing,
And O, Pop-li-co-la, you rogue, you!
Sing, sing, what shall I sing?
No Custom-house, and eke no K--g.
[gives verses II, III, IV, and V of six lines each. To be
continued as the occasion may require.]
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