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<HEAD>BUMM-FODER <HI>OR,</HI> VVASTE-PAPER Proper to wipe the <HI>Nation's R&V;MP</HI> with, or your Own.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>FRee quarter in the North is grown &s;o &s;carce,</L>
<L>That <HI>Lambert</HI> with all his men of <HI>Mars</HI></L>
<L>Have &s;ubmitted to ki&s;s the Parliaments Ar&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>Which no body can deny.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>If this &s;hould prove true, (as we do &s;uppo&s;e)</L>
<L>Tis &s;uch a wipe as the RUMP and all's Foes</L>
<L>Could never give to old <HI>Olivers</HI> no&s;e:</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Theres a Proverb come to my mind not unfit,</L>
<L>When the head &s;hal &s;ee the RUMP all be-&s;hit,</L>
<L>Sure this mu&s;t prove a mo&s;t lucky hit:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Theres another Proverb which every Noddy</L>
<L>Wil jeer the <HI>RUMP</HI> with, and cry <HI>Hoddy Doddy,</HI></L>
<L>Here's a <HI>Parliament</HI> all Ar&s;e and no Body.</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Tis a likely matter the world wil mend</L>
<L>When &s;o much blood and trea&s;ure we &s;pend,</L>
<L>And yet begin again at the wrong End:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>We have been round and round about twirl'd,</L>
<L>And through much &s;ad confu&s;ions hurl'd,</L>
<L>And now we are got into the ar&s;e of the world:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But 'tis not all this our courage wil quail,</L>
<L>Or make the brave Seamen to the <HI>RUMP</HI> &s;trike &s;ail,</L>
<L>If we can have no head, we wil have no Tail:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Then let a Free-Parliamet be turnd trump,</L>
<L>And nere think any longer the Nation to mump</L>
<L>With your pocky, perjur'd, damnd, old <HI>Rump</HI>:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But what doth Rebel <HI>Rump</HI> make here</L>
<L>When their proper place (as <HI>Will. Pryn</HI> doth &s;wear)</L>
<L>Is at the Devils ar&s;e in <HI>Derby&s;hire</HI>:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Then thither let us &s;end them a tilt,</L>
<L>For if they &s;tay longer, they wil us beguilt</L>
<L>With a Government that is loo&s;e in the Hilt:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Youl find it &s;et down in <HI>Harringtons</HI> Moddle,</L>
<L>Who&s;e brains a Commonwealth do &s;o coddle</L>
<L>That t'as made a Rotation in his noddle:</L>
<L><HI>Which &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>'Tis a pitiful pa&s;s you men of the Sword</L>
<L>Have brought your &s;elves to, that the <HI>Rumps</HI> your Lord,</L>
<L>And <HI>Ar&s;ie-Ver&s;ie,</HI> mu&s;t be the word,</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Our powder and &s;hot you did freely &s;pend,</L>
<L>That the Head you might from the Body rend,</L>
<L>And now you are at us with the But-end,</L>
<L><HI>VVhich; &amp;c.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Old <HI>Martin</HI> and <HI>Scot</HI> have &s;till &s;uch an itch,</L>
<L>That they will with the <HI>Rump</HI> try to'ther twitch;</L>
<L>And <HI>Lenthal</HI> can grea&s;e a fat Sow in the britch:</L>
<L><HI>VVhich, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Thats a thing that would plea&s;e the Butchers and Cooks,</L>
<L>To &s;ee this &s;tinking <HI>Rump</HI> quite off the hooks,</L>
<L>And Jack-Daw go to pot with the Rooks.</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>This forward Sir <HI>John</HI> (who the <HI>Rump</HI> did never fail)</L>
<L>Again&s;t <HI>Charles Stuart,</HI> in a Speech did rail;</L>
<L>But men &s;ay it was without head or tail,</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Ju&s;t &s;uch is the Government wee live under,</L>
<L>Of Parliament thrice cut in &s;under;</L>
<L>And this hath made us the worlds wonder,</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Old <HI>Noll</HI> when we talk of <HI>Magna Charta,</HI></L>
<L>Did prophecy well we &s;hould all &s;mart-a,</L>
<L>And now wee have found his <HI>RUMPS Magna Fart-a,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>But I can't think <HI>Monck</HI> (though a Souldier and &s;loven)</L>
<L>To be kin to the Fiend, who&s;e feet are cloven,</L>
<L>Nor will creep i'th <HI>Rumps</HI> Ar&s;e, to bake in their Oven,</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>Then &s;ince he is coming, e'ne let him come</L>
<L>From the North to the South, with Sword and Drum,</L>
<L>To beat up the quarters of this lewd <HI>Bum;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<LG>
<L>And now of this <HI>Rump</HI> I'le &s;ay no more,</L>
<L>Nor had I begun, but upon this &s;core,</L>
<L>There was &s;omething behind, which was not before;</L>
<L><HI>Which, &amp;c.</HI></L>
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<TRAILER><HI>FINIS,</HI> in Engli&s;h <HI>The R&V;MP.</HI></TRAILER>
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