EBBA 37175

British Library - 1876.f.1

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A Song of a Mad Man.

I Am a poor Teague it is very well known,

I heard your Rump Parliament was going down

I came out of Ireland to pole for the Church,

But a pox of their Tricks I am left in the Lurch.

I came through the City and see my Lord-Mayor

In a fine Coach look'd most gallant and rare,

I asked the Citizens where he had been,

They told me to see his Majesty King.

They talk'd much of chusing of Parliamen-Men,

But the Devil take Teague if I can tell when

For the Rumpers they have it so fast id their Hands

For the other Seven Year I'm resolved to stand.

They ne'er liv'd so well since Old Olivers Days,

But D---- has luck so has S---- they say

By my Shoul my dear Joy if my horns they do spring

Who knows but in time I may be a great M----

I am a fine Fool to be plain to come here,

Thinking to voat then for Parliament here

For plainly I see it is all but a Fun,

For before they go out there will be more mischief done

A Sickness among the great Rumpers does run

Help them to some Money or they are undone,

For the E---- is in their Pockets it is a sad Case

Thank Heaven no other we have in this place,

I'll to Couzen O--- and tell him the Case,

I think he's well off he is out of this place,

They'd send him to Q---elce for his Store,

A pox of their Tricks thus to bite Rich & Poor,

But for my Estate I have no need to cry,

For all in my Breaches at once sir does lye,

But if that my Billy comes over the Sea,

I shall be a Captain to his ------

Then rumpers and Mumpers must run out of door

The--in Church-Wardens must fetch back their poor

Then Teague will appear like a person of State

By my Shoul I do wish 'twas tomorrow next week,

Let none be affronted at this merry Jest,

'Tis an Irish blunder take it at the best,

Writ by a mad Teague who the truth loves to speak

Without wit or sense I am an Irish Shake

Printed by Thomas Anderson.