English poem
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by John Stephen Farmer (1854–1916)
We pass'd the night in love away, And 'fore justice H-- we went next day, And because we could not three hog pay, Why we were sent to quod! In quod we lay three dismal weeks, Till Nell with crying swell'd her cheeks, And I damn'd the quorum all for sneaks And then sung fal de ral tit, etc.