The Jew

'Twash the top of the morning so pleasant and clear, I was crying old clothes ven my love did appear; Her sweet taway beauties vash tempting to view, Says I, pretty Mistress Solomons how vas you do?

I vas cheaply then purchase a smile from my dear, And was whisper my wishes quite loud to her ear; Says I, pretty Mistress Solomons we both are undone If old Rabbi Abrahams don't make us one,

The bargain vash struck then without no delay, And pretty Mistress Solomons vash made Mordecai; All Jew's Place resounded with laughter and glee, And pretty little smouches soon danc'd on our knee.