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THE MERRY MUSES. THE FORNICATER. TUNE,-Clout the Cauldron. YOU Jovial boys who love the joys, The blessfu' joys of lovers; An' dare avow't wi daintless brow, Whate'er the lass discovers; I pray draw near, and you shall hear, An' welcome in a frater, I've lately been on quarintine, A proven Fornicator. Before the congregation wide, I past the muster fairly; My handsome Betsey by my side, We gat our ditty rarely. My downcast eye, by chance did spy, What made my mouth to water, Those lambs sae clean, where I between Commencèd Fornicator. Wi' ruefu' face and signs o' grace, I paid the buttock hire; The night was dark, and thro the park I cou'dna but convoy her; A parting kiss, what cou'd I less, My vows began to scatter; Sweet Betsey fell, fal lal de ral! I am a Fornicator. But, by the sun an' moon I swear, An' I'll fulfil ilk hair o't, That while I own a single crown, She's welcome to a share o't; My rogish boy, his mOther's joy, An' darling of his pater, I for his sake the name will take, A harden'd Fornicator. I REDE YOU BEWARE O' THE RIPPLES. TUNE --The Taylor's faun thro' the bed, &c

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