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The next was a parſon all in black,

He threw his arms about my neck,

But ſoon I robb'd him of his ſtore,

Becauſe he knew how to preach for more. &c.

A lawyer as he paſſed by,

On me he fix'd a wanton eye,

As he did me then embrace,

I pick'd his pocket before his face. O, &c.

I puſh'd my fortune England round,

Until I came to London town,

To pick their pockets I thought no crime,

Of twenty guineas at a time. O rare, &c.

You inferior huſſies in this town,

Will kiſs for a teſter or a crown,

I touch with none but quality,

Their gold I make them bring to me. &c.

As I went forth to take the air,

I met the Biſhop and Lord Mayor,

Although they were both married men,

They kindly took me by the hand. O, &c.

Next to their will I did comply,

All night in bed with them to ly,

But long before the break of day,

I brought his gold and watch away. O, &c.

I thought his money to conceal,

Beſides his watch' and golden ſeal;

But it was found out at the laſt,

When I in Newgate then was caſt. O. &c.

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