English poem
Ii
by John Stephen Farmer (1854–1916)
Jack Flipflap took the affair in hand, sirs-- Who understood the thing complete-- He'd often danced afore the public, On the boards, about the streets. Old Mother Swankey, she consented To lend her lodging-house for nix-- Say's she, 'The crib comes down to-morrow, So, go it, just like beans and bricks.' Tol, lol lol, etc.