English poem
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by John Stephen Farmer (1854–1916)
From Bridewell bars we now are free, And Nell and I so well agree, That we live in perfect harmony, And grub and bub our fill! For we have mill'd a precious go And queer'd the flats at thrums, E, O, Every night in Titmouse Row, Where we sing fal de ral tit, etc.