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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>The Wonder of Wonders:</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub">OR, An Excellent SONG of a Six-Legged Creature.</HEAD>
<OPENER>Tune of, Old Simon the King.</OPENER>
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<P>This may be Printed</P>
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<LG>
<L>COme li&s;ten unto my new Ditty,</L>
<L>it is of a Mon&s;trous Creature</L>
<L>Who liveth in <HI>London's</HI> fair City</L>
<L>&s;he's known to be loving by Nature.</L>
<L>She liveth in Service with many,</L>
<L>a Creature both loving and quiet,</L>
<L>And wages &s;he ne'r receives any,</L>
<L>&s;o &s;he hath both Lodging and Dyet.</L>
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<L>She is not for running away,</L>
<L>her anger &s;he &s;oon can expell;</L>
<L>Till Death with her Ma&s;ter &s;he'l &s;tay,</L>
<L>if that he will u&s;e her but well.</L>
<L>This Creature &s;he is not very tall,</L>
<L>&s;ometimes &s;he's upon the <HI>Exchange,</HI></L>
<L>Full &s;ix Legs &s;he travels withal;</L>
<L>oh! is this not wondrous &s;trange?</L>
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<LG>
<L>She'l venture as far in a Battel</L>
<L>as any &s;tout Souldier that goes;</L>
<L>Tho' Cannons and Mu&s;quets do rattle,</L>
<L>&s;he cares not a Fig for her Foes.</L>
<L>She values no Pi&s;tol nor Gun,</L>
<L>nor any Commanders high words;</L>
<L>Nor will &s;he be put to the run,</L>
<L>for fear of a thou&s;and drawn Swords.</L>
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<LG>
<L>She ranges the &s;treets very late,</L>
<L>her valour and courage is &s;uch,</L>
<L>She fears not a knock on the pate</L>
<L>by Con&s;table, Beadle, or Watch.</L>
<L>Thus &s;he in her freedom does reign,</L>
<L>no creature more &s;touter and bolder:</L>
<L>The Stocks &s;he does highly disdain,</L>
<L>they never was able to hold her.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>A Wa&s;her &s;he cannot indure,</L>
<L>foul Linnen is all her delight;</L>
<L>For there &s;he can lye mo&s;t &s;ecure,</L>
<L>and never be put to the fright.</L>
<L>That man that hath been a great wa&s;ter,</L>
<L>and every thing he doth lack,</L>
<L>She chu&s;eth him to be her ma&s;ter,</L>
<L>although not a &s;hirt to his bask.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Although he be never &s;o poor,</L>
<L>without e're a Groat in his Pur&s;e,</L>
<L>She'l guard him behind and before,</L>
<L>her love it is never the wor&s;e.</L>
<L>A fuller account I will give</L>
<L>of her worthy Fame or Renown:</L>
<L>This creature &s;he often doth live</L>
<L>with many fine Blades of the Town.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Her Pedigr&eacute;e now I'le unfold,</L>
<L>re&s;olving to &s;peak in her prai&s;e;</L>
<L>She &s;prung from a Nation of old,</L>
<L>where I never was many days:</L>
<L>'Twas <HI>Aegypt,</HI> as I have heard &s;ay,</L>
<L>which once was our natural &s;oil,</L>
<L>But now &s;he is grown very gray,</L>
<L>With travelling many a Mile.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>You know when old <HI>Herod</HI> was King,</L>
<L>there then was a wonderful fort</L>
<L>Of the&s;e in that Nation did &s;pring,</L>
<L>and nur&s;t by his Ladies at Court.</L>
<L>The rea&s;on that many don't love her,</L>
<L>becau&s;e &s;he &s;uch numbers doth breed:</L>
<L>But this is the wor&s;t I &s;ay of her,</L>
<L>&s;he is a Back-biter indeed.</L>
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<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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